The Ting Tings - That's Not my Name
Four letter word just to get me along It's a difficulty and I'm biting on my tongue and I I keep stalling, keeping me together People around gotta find something to say now Katie White begins by talking about 4...
Four letter word just to get me along It's a difficulty and I'm biting on my tongue and I I keep stalling, keeping me together People around gotta find something to say now
Katie White begins by talking about 4 letter words, and I can think of a few which might be used to describe this band. Of course they have left those out as otherwise they would incur the wrath of the 'Explicit lyrics' label and would alienate their younger fans (if any). Katie however is struggling not to start blurting out profanities left right and center, as she is biting her tongue to prevent an outburst. It leads me to wonder if she has tourettes or maybe she's just really foul mouthed. So unbecoming for a young lady etc etc (here ends my Victorian etiquette gripe).
She really is struggling to get nice pre-watershed words out as she keeps stalling. I don't know if that means stalling for time or if she is driving at the time. The latter could mean that she is imagining the whole indie pop band career and is just having a sing-along in the car, albeit in such a way that doesn't offend (the obviously imaginary) kiddies. With this struggle in mind I'd hate to think what would happen if she actually had kids as each day of their early years would be a living hell, as she attempts to avoid swearing profusely and passing on the habit to her young ones. Katie herself seems to reflect that people have got to say something now.
Then it would appear that I was wrong about the car scene as it now seems that she is actually at a party and not a very good one at that as she is struggling to make conversation and so is everyone else. The host has really cocked up on that front.
Holding back, everyday the same
Don't wanna be a loner
Listen to me, oh no
I never say anything at all
But with nothing to consider
They forget my name (ame, ame, ame)
Maybe I was a little hasty blaming the host for the lack of a party atmosphere as it actually now looks as if Katie is actually just socially reserved and is blaming her shortcomings on the poor host. Still in spite of these problems Katie doesn't want to be a loner (I get the impression she has been for quite a while) but still struggles to make good conversation with people. Perhaps she should see a psychiatrist about her social phobia.
However, the brown stuff is about to hit the fan now, as she begins to get a bit annoyed about people forgetting her name. I admit this is an annoying thing to have happen to you (although in my case it doesn't much, considering Dave is one of the easiest names to remember ever: After all everyone knows a Dave). Still I think it's a bit unfair that she is getting annoyed with other people for it as she's hardly been the life of the party.
They call me 'hell' They call me 'Stacey' They call me 'her' They call me 'Jane' That's not my name That's not my name That's not my name That's not my name
People have thought of some strange names to call Katie, and having never met her myself I have to reserve judgment on the fairness of some of them. For example calling her 'hell' seems quite rude really, unless she is one of those party guests who turns up drunks; eats all the snacks; drinks most of the wine and then throws up all over the shop.
Some people have gotten her name quite confused with other people as she has been called 'Stacey' and 'Jane' apparently. This must be quite embarrassing for both parties as there is not much worse than mixing up people's names at a party (unless there are drinking games involved; it is quite possible Katie has mistaken the fact that peoples names have been swapped in order to make the game more interesting. She really isn't very good at the whole social lark by the sounds of it).
Stranger still Katie takes offense at being referred to as 'her'. This must prove a problem to anyone unfamiliar with her (and it sounds like at this party alone she is very unfamiliar). Sometimes you can't win with people, especially as 'her' is a really common pronoun.
They call me 'quiet girl' But I'm a riot Maybe 'Joleisa' Always the same That's not my name That's not my name That's not my name That's not my name
Katie continues bemoaning the other party guests, this time having a go at the fact that she is being labeled as 'quiet girl'. Maybe if she joined in a little more then she would lose that label. Besides she's not being that quiet at the moments so maybe she's justified in this case. Katie also claims she's a riot and it has to be said that self-patronage always sounds a little bit arrogant. It's all very well if a fellow-guest makes the comment: "oh yeah that Katie. She's a bloody riot, she is" but saying it about yourself just sounds silly. Also everyone I've met who has been referred to as a 'riot' normally is a complete pain in the arse anyway.
I miss the catch if they through me the ball I'm the last kid standing up against the wall Keep up, falling, these heels they keep me boring Getting glammed up and sitting on the fence now
Katie still is lacking the party enthusiasm and complains endlessly about it. Now I would expect everyone (including myself) has lost sympathy with her plight and is ignoring her. I expect she's now just talking to anyone who will listen but from the way she tells it, no one is and she's talking to herself.
So alone all the time at night Lock myself away Listen to me, I'm not Although I'm dressed up, out and all with Everything considered They forget my name (ame, ame, ame)
Now Katie is taking to drastic measures to be noticed. She's decided to lock herself away in the coat cupboard (which will get her attention if someone needs to get their coat out, but not good attention). It now looks like she is more annoyed about the fact that no one has complimented her on her party dress. The whole forgetting her name factor is also adding insult to injury. Still with her party behaviour being as it is I doubt she will get invited to many more in the future. Especially as no one can remember her name anyway.
Are you calling me darling? Are you calling me bird? Are you calling me darling? Are you calling me bird?
I think life in London is starting to get to Katie as the slang for women is starting to grate on her nerves. I must admit this slang annoys me a bit too (I always find it unnerving when I come home for the holidays) but I seldom get referred to by them as I'm a man. Still if you have used this slang and a woman is as drunk as Katie sounds by this point then it could have varying results:
1. Katie could find it charming and immidately attempt to sleep with the man who called her it
2. Katie could get very cross and make a poor attempt at drunken boxing (probably landing one or two blows on the bloke)
As things stand I think the second outcome is more likely as it doesn't sound like she's had a very good night out.
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