Testo: Bananarama. True Confessions. Hooked On Love.
Hooked on love
I saw a twelve year old, he had a plastic bag
Another young man sucking on butane gas
I saw them reaching for a hand to hold
The next minute they were both stone cold
(chorus 1)
Don't abuse your body
Better use your brain
This generation's going insane
Better hooked on love
(Hooked on love)
That's a better drug
(Hooked on love)
(chorus 1)
I found a young girl lying in a pool of blood
She had the mark of needles and a lack of love
I saw her friends who told her 'She's a fool to try'
But never dream she was bound to die
(chorus 1)
And when the street sharp man next comes around
You better keep your head, you better stand your ground
No matter what the pressure, never make a deal
He might touch but he never can feel
(chorus 1)
And then I saw you cruising' through the wild west end
Can't change the habits of a lifetime debt
Now you're moving closer to the killing floor
You're half dead but you need to score
(chorus 2)
So don't get your kicks
For too high a price
The next time won't be so nice
Better hooked on love
(Hooked on love)
That's a better drug
(Hooked on love)
If you're feeling bored without a thing to do
You wanna be somebody then it's up to you
I ain't trying to tell you how to live your life
You might run but you never can hide
(chorus 1 & 2 ad lib)
True Confessions
Bananarama
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