Getting By

Kawaba, Kawaba, Kawaba

I know a girl, lives off the coast of Spain

Twenty one in the prime of her life

Friends are the most important thing she's got

And she don't need much to get by



It's been a long, long time since I felt that way

Maybe all the way back to high school

But lately I've felt like an old fat man

With her I lie and say "I'm a young fool"



And we don't really care about much, no

We don't need to lie

We got nothing in common that I can see

We drink on, we drink on, we drink on

And get by



Well, she don't care too much for vegetables

And she hates rude American men

Questions if I'm balding and I deny

And she laughs and she laughs with her friends



Aw but, I don't really care too much, no

I don't need to lie [I don't need to lie]

We got nothing in common that I can see

We drink on, we drink on, we drink on . . .



And get by [I get by]

Getting by [getting by]

We get by [we get by]

Getting by



Yeah, yeah, yeah

She don't really care about me, no

There's no reason to lie

We got nothing in common and we both agree

To drink on, and drink on, and drink on



And yeah, we don't really care about much

We don't really care too much

We don't really care about much

We drink on, we drink on, we drink on And get by

We're getting by