ZANG TUUMB TUM DISCOGRAPHY “…or the imagination”

Thin line between love and hate


It’s a thin line between love and hate
It’s a thin line between love and hate

It’s five o’clock in the morning
And you’re just getting in
A knock upon the door
A voice sweet and low says (Who is it)

She opens up the door
And she lets you in
And never once does she say
“Where have you been”

She says, “Hold it
Are you hungry
Did you eat yet
Let me hang up your coat now”

And all the time she’s smiling
Never raises her voice
It’s five o’clock in the morning
And you don’t give it a second thought

It’s a thin line between love and hate
It’s a thin line between love and hate

The sweetest woman in the world
Could be the meanest woman in the world
If you make her be that way

She might be holding something in
That’s really gonna hurt you
One of these fine days

There you are in the hospital
Bandaged from foot to head
In a state of shock
That much from being dead

You didn’t think your woman
Could do something like that to you
You didn’t think she’d got the nerve
Actions speak louder than words

Louder than words
Louder than words
Louder than words

Come on

Come on, baby, baby
If you won’t give a damn about me
Come on baby, baby
You don’t really care about me

Come on, baby, baby
If you won’t give a damn about me
Come on baby, baby
You don’t really care about me

It’s a thin line between love and hate
It’s a thin line between love and hate

Hear what I say
Hear what I say