| Song | Love To Hate |
| Artist | Cyndi Lauper |
| Album | Sisters Of Avalon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Written:Cyndi Lauper/Jan Pulsford | |
| Fashon fascists out in droves, some with powder up their nose.. | |
| And the money men who had to steal away. | |
| Telling stories who they've had. | |
| Who's a no count, who looks bad. | |
| like you.. like you? No | |
| I love to hate you..I love to hate you...I really do. | |
| Playing games with peoples lives, change the rules when stakes are high. | |
| All the vampires come out at night to play.. | |
| Things are different today, that is always what you say. | |
| Well maybe so, exceptt for people like you.. | |
| like you, like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you.. | |
| Look around you can't look down. | |
| You might miss out on what you think is cool...you fool. | |
| I've decided who i am, in this breef experience | |
| And if it's worth spending your precious time on me. | |
| My friend Mel he could relate, told me once i love to hate. | |
| I get so hot the words get stuck.. | |
| Stuck like you..like you..like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you... | |
| It's not just the clothes that you wear, | |
| Or the way you do your hair | |
| It's just you. |
| Written: Cyndi Lauper Jan Pulsford | |
| Fashon fascists out in droves, some with powder up their nose.. | |
| And the money men who had to steal away. | |
| Telling stories who they' ve had. | |
| Who' s a no count, who looks bad. | |
| like you.. like you? No | |
| I love to hate you.. I love to hate you... I really do. | |
| Playing games with peoples lives, change the rules when stakes are high. | |
| All the vampires come out at night to play.. | |
| Things are different today, that is always what you say. | |
| Well maybe so, exceptt for people like you.. | |
| like you, like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you.. | |
| Look around you can' t look down. | |
| You might miss out on what you think is cool... you fool. | |
| I' ve decided who i am, in this breef experience | |
| And if it' s worth spending your precious time on me. | |
| My friend Mel he could relate, told me once i love to hate. | |
| I get so hot the words get stuck.. | |
| Stuck like you.. like you.. like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you... | |
| It' s not just the clothes that you wear, | |
| Or the way you do your hair | |
| It' s just you. |
| Written: Cyndi Lauper Jan Pulsford | |
| Fashon fascists out in droves, some with powder up their nose.. | |
| And the money men who had to steal away. | |
| Telling stories who they' ve had. | |
| Who' s a no count, who looks bad. | |
| like you.. like you? No | |
| I love to hate you.. I love to hate you... I really do. | |
| Playing games with peoples lives, change the rules when stakes are high. | |
| All the vampires come out at night to play.. | |
| Things are different today, that is always what you say. | |
| Well maybe so, exceptt for people like you.. | |
| like you, like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you.. | |
| Look around you can' t look down. | |
| You might miss out on what you think is cool... you fool. | |
| I' ve decided who i am, in this breef experience | |
| And if it' s worth spending your precious time on me. | |
| My friend Mel he could relate, told me once i love to hate. | |
| I get so hot the words get stuck.. | |
| Stuck like you.. like you.. like you? No. | |
| I love to hate you... | |
| It' s not just the clothes that you wear, | |
| Or the way you do your hair | |
| It' s just you. |