Killing Time lyrics

The hands on the clock 

Says a quarter to three

I'm wondering, baby

Where can you be?

You said you're with a girlfriend

I know it's a lie

You been out messing around 

With some other guy

Your makeup doesn't look the same

There's whiskey on your breath

The smell of cheap cologne

And too many cigarettes

So tell me, girl

Do you think I'm just a fool?

Sitting here for hours

Bitch, you're so cruel

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Gotta even up the score

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Ooh, baby

Won't take it no more

Well, you're like an ice cream sundae

You got your cherry on the top

Slowly melting down

Gonna eat you tonight

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Gotta even up the score

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Swore all your love

You gave your love to me

Born under a bad sign

The sign of a common sleaze

Yeah, you know I...

I'm packing a gun, yeah

It won't happen again

I'm sure this is the last time

Or you'll find yourself in a grave, yeah

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Gotta even up the score

Killing time

Ooh, killing time

Gotta even up the score

Killing time

Killing time

Ooh, baby

Won't take it no more

• Artist:London
• Album:Don't Cry Wolf (1986)