HOOK, LINE, AND SINKER

Welcome back, my friend
We've been waitin' for ya
Ever since she hooked you with that line
She knew you were drunk
We knew you were sunk
We've seen it happen oh so many times.

We swim around like fish
In this little pond
Waitin' for a woman to come along
She tosses us one look
Sweet lies set the hook
Then she makes us sing bad country songs.

Things go just swimmingly
Till she goes and figgers
Somewhere there must be bigger fish to fry
She unfurls that smile
Casts her lure a mile
And makes you wanna break down and cry.

There you lie a squirmin'
In her fryin' pan
Feelin' like your heart is gonna burst
You say everything's fine
Your pride is on the line
You think tellin' us boys will be the worst.

CHORUS
She took you hook, line, and sinker
She beat you at your own game
She took you hook, line, and sinker
You've none but yourself to blame.

While we've been sitting here
At our watering hole
Doing the hooking, lying, and sinking
They were getting wise
To all of our lies
They turned tables while we were drinking.

But don't worry, pardner
We've all been there, too
And we're schemin' to even the score
This time we'll take 'em
Hook, line, and sinker
The minute they walk through that door.

CHORUS
They took us hook, line, and sinker
They beat us at our own game
They took us hook, line, and sinker
We've none but ourselves to blame.

We were so distraught
We almost forgot
Men are the greatest fishermen in the world
If we brush up our talents
And renew all our patents
We can hook, line, and sink 'em with ease.

We were their teachers
The world's greatest experts
It's high time we used our expertise
So we're polishing up our lures
And moistening up our bait
Our rods and reels are coming unfurled.

So don't worry, pardner
We've been where you are
And we're schemin' to even the score
This time we'll take 'em
Hook, line, and sinker
The minute they walk through that door.

CHORUS
We'll take 'em hook, line, and sinker
Complete victory we will claim
We'll take 'em hook, line, and sinker
And beat 'em at our own game.
© 2001 by Michael J. Farrand


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