Turn to nasty now
The dark cell
The pit of my soul
The last one out of the box
The one who broke this spell

Little by little by hook or by crook
I’m such a tease
And you’re such a flirt
Once you’ve been hurt
You’ve been around enough

Little by little by hook or by crook
Never get nervous
Never get judged
I’m no idiot
I should look

Your clue on hold, snapped up
Crawling with my love
The last one out of the box
The one that broke the seal
 [bad word] Routines and schedules [bad word] and kill you
Kill you

Little by little by hook or by crook
Never get nervous
Never get judged
I’m no idiot
I should look