Hate me an hour, and then turn round
And love me truly, just one minute.

Hate me an hour, and then turn roundAnd love me truly, just one minute.

Do I hate you? No! Not hate?
Hate's a word far too intense,
Too alive, to speak a state
Of supreme indifference.

Do I hate you? No! Not hate?Hate's a word far too intense,Too alive, to speak a stateOf supreme indifference.

When, full of warm and eager love,
I clasp you in my fond embrace,
You gently push me back and say,
"Take care, my dear, you'll spoil my lace."

When, full of warm and eager love,I clasp you in my fond embrace,You gently push me back and say,"Take care, my dear, you'll spoil my lace."