The clock gets locked, locked
Tick tick, tick-tick-tick, stop, stop!
And now I can't get full
Please could you take my shakes
My eyes feel spikey and small
And I can't get no picture on them at all
I can't get no picture on them at all
You love, you love, you love
I hate the way you love
I hate the way you love"
The Kills, "I hate the way you love"
from the great album "No Wow"

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