Way Beyond The Blues. Featuring Steve Finnerty
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Well when I was an itty bitty baby boy
My mama told me, "Son
You gotta listen boy
You gotta listen, you gotta look
'Cause when the water starts to rise
Like your daddy, like your daddy, you could be a hook"
Well mama, my sweet mama
That river, that river is running so quick
I feel wrapped up, I feel so tangled up
I'm hooked just like, just like a fish
You got me hooked
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
In a space between making a scene
And in the heat of his hangover moaning
He holds her tight
Prays she might make love
Give him one more warning
She wakes before noon
Kicks him out of the room
Wonders if she was too unforgiving
But in the heat of the night
Dries tears in her eyes
Her cell phone, as she's whispering
I'm wrapped up, tangled up, hung up in your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm strung out, coming down, slap bang in the middle of your love
You got me hooked, baby
I don't wanna get loose, no I don't wanna get loose
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
In the time it takes to put on a red dress
She plans a little bit of confusion
But he hears on the wire
That the date has expired
And there ain't no other solution
I'm wrapped up, tangled up, hung up in your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm strung out, coming down, slap bang in the middle of your love
You got me hooked, baby
I don't wanna get loose, no I don't wanna get loose
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
I'm wrapped up, tangled up, hung up in your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm strung out, coming down, slap bang in the middle of your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm wrapped up, tangled up, hung up in your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm strung out, coming down, slap bang in the middle of your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm wrapped up, tangled up, hung up in your love
You got me hooked, baby
I'm strung out, coming down, slap bang in the middle of your love
You got me hooked, baby
I don't wanna get loose, no I don't wanna get loose, no
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
You got me hooked, baby
I went fishing, angling for lost souls
In the dark murky firmament of the sub club at step you now
There were a lot of couples in there but they weren't holding hands
The air was rife with the smell of amyl nitrate
And I took out my angling equipment and I got me a big one, friends
Fella in short leather pants with little itty bitty padlocks on them
And I brought him around to the bosom of DW Love
And I whipped him on back to the temple of Presbyterianism
And I said, "Brother, whatever dope you was on, you just got hooked"