David A. Stewart - Love and Hate lyrics

Love and hate Love and hate Why should he wait for hours While she is making up her mind Standing in the corridor Fingers in my pockets waiting for the man to come Standing in the corridor Fingers in my pockets waiting to go down Waiting to go down Love and hate Love and hate He feels just like a fool While she is making up her mind Yes love and hate Love and hate There's one he knows who'll be waiting in line While she is making up her mind