One, two, three, four

Hit it!

Oooh yea yeah!

(One) Yeah!

Here's a story 'bout my homeboy Randy

He was hooked on a girl named Candy

Started off as sex for fun

Now girl's got him on the run

Made love to her just one time

Now she runs his body and mind

He calls every day on the phone

But baby's playing games

("Leave a message at the tone")

Soft and gentle is not her style

This girl is so damn wild

All my partners wanna get next to her

But she ain't down with that

She moves right through 'em

Yeah, like paper plates

Tears 'em up and she throws 'em away

If you had any guts today

You'd get your butt up

And you'd walk away

But you're hooked

Hooked!

Know what I'm sayin'?

You're hooked!

Hooked!

Ooh yea yeah!

(Two, hit it!) Yo!

Get tough was your new campaign

Cryin' over a girl, boy?

You're insane!

She treats you like a dirty diaper

Use you one time

And then she wipes you out

You understand what I'm sayin'?

If you're a man

You'll stop delaying and betraying

Try to act like you were mack

You can't go an hour without that sex attack

What's wrong, boy, is it that good?

There's a lot of girls that would and could

Take you

But you're so damn weak

I think you need to seek

Professional help

For your problems

Lay on the couch

And let the doctor solve 'em

Talkin' to you

And now he took your money

You're took!

On that honey

You're hooked!

Hooked!

Fellas, you know what I'm sayin'?

He's hooked!

Ain't got an ounce of mack in him

He's hooked!

Ooh yea yeah!

(Three!) Yeah!

Baby runs you

She takes your money

While you'll kick back cryin' over honey

Yeah, I must admit she's fly

But I'll be damned if "oh me, oh my"

If I ever let a girl run my thing

I'm poppin' it the most

You know what I'm sayin'?

So, understand!

You gotta be real hard

Don't treat her like a dog

But let her know

You'll pull her card

If she ever gets outta hand

What is you?

A boy or a man?

Stand up!

And tell baby

You ain't gone be shook

Yo, punk!

You're hooked on that "*s.s.s.y."

I don't know why

I don't stand by

And just let a girl run over me, fool!

I'm a man!

Can't you see, boy?

You're hooked!

Yeah!

You're hooked!

Might as well give her to me, man

Let me do the wild thing

You're hooked!

Shhhit! I be poppin' it, man

You're hooked!

Oh yea yeah

Yo, man, check it out! (Four!)

Let me talk to you for a sec

(So, what's up, Vanilla?)

Yo, man, come here, man (What?)

You know, man?

You ain't, you ain't doin' it right, man (No?)

(See, ah, you know what the problem is?)

(That ring I bought her, the diamonds weren't big enough)

(I'm tellin' ya, the diamonds weren't...)

(I'm goin'...You know what she wants, on that date?)

No man, no!

(When I first met her, she said she wanted a 'Vette)

(I'm gonna' get her a 'Vette) A 'Vette?

(I'm gonna get the 'Vette...)

No man, hey, wait up!

Come here, man!

Now it's Saturday

The day you hate most

Why?

Because from coast to coast

You see girls every day

In the club cold kickin' it

Remind you of baby

When you used to be with it

But now she took you one time for sex

And you're so sprung

That the next time she seen ya

We knew she had to leave ya

Boy, you're hooked!

(I'm not good)

Boy, you're hooked!

...Hooked!

...Hooked!

(Yo, yo, yo, what's up, Vanilla Ice!)