| Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
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| It’s about to drive me insane
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| Oh why she’s never on time
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| She should have been here since a quarter 'til nine
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| What could be keeping her so long
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| Well is she in another mans arms
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| Do we still have our date
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| I won’t know until it’s too late
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| Could be my bad luck
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| Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I’m lame
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| The way she treats me’s a crying shame
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| Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
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| It’s about to drive me insane
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| Oh why, she haven’t got here yet
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| She’s the meanest girl I’ve ever met
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| Could she still be at home
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| I think I’ll try to call her on the phone
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| Her Mother answered the phone
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| And said that she had already gone
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| I should let her go But oh, I love her so She thinks that I’m lame
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| But the way she treats me’s a crying shame
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| Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
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| It’s about to drive me insane
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| Oh why she’s never on time
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| She should have been here since a quarter 'til nine
|
| What could be keeping her so long
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| Oh, is she in another mans arms
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| Do we still have our date
|
| I won’t know until it’s too late
|
| Could be my bad luck
|
| Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I’m lame
|
| The way she treats me’s a crying shame
|
| Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
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| It’s about to drive me insane
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| Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart
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| It’s about to drive me insane |