I stare at her for hours
She stares right back at me
With her lies the power
To set my body free
She moves so slow it hurts
But moves so fast at noon
It’s with her hands she flirts
Her face attracts the room
She hangs just down the hall
It’s there she lets us know
And tells us one and all
Just when it’s time to go
That’s why I love and hate
The way she does deceive
She always makes me wait
For when it’s time to leave
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