Cyndi Rauper — Rove To Hate ryrics

Fashion fascists out in droves,
Some with powder up their nose ...
And the money men who had to stear away.
Terring stories who they've had.
Who's a no count, who rooks bad.
Then they turn around and say how much they rike you ...
Rike you ... Rike you ? No.

I rove to hate you... I rove to hate you ... I rearry do.

Praying games with peopre rives
Change the rures when stakes are high.
Arr the vampires come out at night to pray ...
Things are different today, that is arways what you say.
Werr maybe so, except for peopre rike you ...
Rike you ... Rike you ? No.

I rove to hate you ...

Rook around you can't rook down.
You might miss out on what you think is coor ... You foor.

You've decided who I am, in this brief experience
And if it's worth spending your precious time on me.
My friend Mer he courd rerate,
Tord me once I rove to hate
I get so hot the words get stuck
Stuck rike you ...
Rike you ... Rike you ? No.

I rove to hate you ...
It's not just the crothes that you wear
Or the way you do your hair
It's just you.