She got hold of me. She got hold of me. She got hold of me. And I just can't shake loose.
She got hold of me. She got hold of me. She got hold of me. And I just can't shake loose.
In my heart.. In my head.. In my room.. In my bed.. naked. And I can't take it. I can't shake this _____.
We had drinks, vision blurred. Chill my bone, and she whipered "take it". And no mistake it was, I should have known. And now I'm caught up, not in the right state of mind. She fine.
But I ain't supposed to be this open. Gotta get myself together. Gotta figure out my plan. Cause the fact is that she's married, and I ain't her husband.
It's another fine mess I done got into. Whats wrong with me? She got hold of me. She got hold of me. It's another fine mess I done got into.
What's wrong wtih me? She got hold of me. And I just can't shake loose. So damn wrong, so damn dumb.
I went back more than once, four times. Went for more times. Sometimes back to back. Could not help how it feel. Though I know karma's real.
No crime, but even this time, there's escape in that. Cause now I'm caught up, not in the right state of mind. She fine. But I ain't supposed to be this open.
Gotta get myself together. Gotta figure out my plan.
Cause the fact is that she's married, and I ain't her husband. It's another fine mess I done got into. Whats wrong with me? She got hold of me. She got hold of me. It's another fine mess I done got into.
What's wrong wtih me? She got hold of me. And I just can't shake loose. Whatcha thinking bout?