Been away for a while, then you come back to haunt us
Can't say I've missed your face or the old tricks you taught us
Got no cash but see, you don't like spending mine
Haven't hurt you for years, don't you turn on the tears

Love hate baby, love hate baby

Think that you're really it since you moved down to London
No! You can't smoke my fags, trying to pull a fast one
Rings on your fingers are the ones you pinched from me
Haven't liked you for years, don't you turn on the tears

Love hate baby, love hate baby

Baby you scare my mates, baby you bore my pants off
Baby you scare my mates, baby you bore my pants off

Love hate baby (x9)