i got the keys to view at number 22
behind my green door there's nothing to see
is that a feature
what kind of creature
would hang around waiting for a guy like me
stone cold sober and sitting in silence
laid
back and looking for sympathy
i like a girl who knows where she's bound
i don't like girls who've been hanging around
hooks in you
hooks in me
hooks in the ceiling
for that well hung feeling
no big deal
no big sin
strung up on love i
got the hooks screwed in
she's tied up she can't come to the phone
you must have got your wires crossed cos she ain't home
knock on wood - you know i like that sound
she never could keep her feet on the ground
hooks in you
i've got those hooks in you
hooks in you
in you
right on the money got it wrapped up tight
new ideas for the decor tonight
gonna make this house a preservation zone
gonna set her in concrete set her up on her own