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 [bad word] wrong, so [bad word] 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?