She plays wipeout on the drums
  the squirrels and the birds come
  Gather around to sing the guitar
  Oh I...have you got nothing to say
    When all words fail she speaks
  Her mix tape's a masterpiece
  Walks through the garden
  so the roses can see
  Oh I...have you got nothing to say
  And you can see the daisies
  in her footsteps
  Dandelions, butterflies
  I wanna be Kate
    Everyday she wars the same thing
  I think she smokes pot
  She's everything I need, She's everything I'm not
  Oh. I...
  Have you got nothing to say
    She never gets wet
  She smiles and it's a rainbow
  And she speaks and she breathes
  I wanna be Kate
    Down by the Rosemary and Cameron
  She hands out the
  Bhagaved Gita
  I see her around every couple days
  I wanna meet her so that
  I can say...hey Kate