Hook, Line & Sinker

She’s got the devil on one shoulder

And the other’s getting colder

She looks so good but it’s not feeling nearly like it’s supposed to

Going sold

Going sold

Going gone

Then she drags me by one finer

To her lips

Hook line & sinker

Honey I’m a sucker when you linger

Give me everything I want

Cos you know

I won’t go

Till I’m gone

Say my name again

Tell me your caught in the middle

Caught in the middle

And you’re begging for me to stay

Cos every now and then

My love calls like a whistle

It calls like a whistle

And it’s blowing your mind again

Got you crawling in the shadows

To the smoke of the tobacco

Burning slowly out the window

And which every way it blows

There you go

There you go

There you go

I’m a slave to your addiction

Your affection

And your friction

I’ve got all the money to buy exactly what I want

But you’re not for sale

Honey no second chances

Oh no