Don’t ask to walk me homeI want to spend the morningDon’t tell me you’ve been lonelyI don’t want to heed the warningOh and I hate to be like this (oh yeah I)Hate to steal a kiss (oh yes I)Hate to go, but I have to goI got to get goingCause it’s 9am, and I don’t feel a thingDon’t look at me that wayDon’t tell me bout your familyBut don’t tell me I can’t stayJust know I’m gonna treat you badlyOh and I hate to be like this (oh yeah I)Hate to steal a kiss (oh yes I)Hate to go, but I have to goI got to get goingCause it’s 9am, and I don’t feel a thingAnd I’m so sorry (I’m not sorry)I hate to be like thisI hate to steal a kissI hate to be like thisI hate it, boy, I hate it