The Ticks Of The Clock

Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart It`s about to drive me insane Oh why she`s never on time She should have been here since a quarter `til nine What could be keeping her so long Well is she in another mans arms Do we still have our date I won`t know until it`s too late Could be my bad luck Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I`m lame The way she treats me`s a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart It`s about to drive me insane Oh why, she haven`t got here yet She`s the meanest girl I`ve ever met Could she still be at home I think I`ll try to call her on the phone Her Mother answered the phone And said that she had already gone I should let her go But oh, I love her so She thinks that I`m lame But the way she treats me`s a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart It`s about to drive me insane Oh why she`s never on time She should have been here since a quarter `til nine What could be keeping her so long Oh, is she in another mans arms Do we still have our date I won`t know until it`s too late Could be my bad luck Maybe she done stood me up She thinks that I`m lame The way she treats me`s a crying shame Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart It`s about to drive me insane Between the ticks of the clock and the beats of my heart It`s about to drive me insane