12 de julio de 2012

I like the smell of petrol 

I love the taste of booze 

But I hate my love for you 

Yeah I hate my love for you 

I like Johnny Cash 

Singing "A Boy Named Sue" 

But I hate my love for you 

Yeah I hate my love for you 

You're worse that drink 

You're worse than crack 

For you they should bring hanging back 

And I should be the one to string you up 

I hate the sound of cliche 

As it begins to call 

But I hate my love for you 

Most of all 

Hate my love for you, 

hate my love for you 

I'd tell your ma 

I'd tell your pa 

But you don't come from Arkansas 

And I can't send you back where you belong 

I like the way you're standing 

In just your high heeled shoes 

But I hate my love for you 

Yeah I hate my love my love for you 

I hate my love for you 

Yeah I hate my love for you

Hate My Love,
The Proclaimers.