Hooked On It

Intro: (x3) verse 1 First time I tied a plastic worm on and felt him on the other end It was get the net, get him in the boat Yeah buddy, I was hooked on it First time I heard Chattahoochee on the speakers of my radio I was topping off the tank on my old tune tone it I was hooked on it Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now So many things where I grew up Once you get a little, you can't get enough This small town life runs through my blood And I'm hooked on it verse 2 The first time I got that Gulf Coast white sugar sand on my feet Saw the sunshine dancing on that clear blue water I was hooked on it First time I pulled me a long neck bottle from the bottom of a bucket of ice As soon as that cold beer hit my lips I was hooked on it Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now So many things where I grew up Once you get a little, you can't get enough This small town life runs through my blood And I'm hooked on it Come on! Bridge Like a Friday payday honky tonk buzz I gotta have a little more of it just because I keep coming back to the good stuff, 'cause I'm hooked on it Hooked on the feeling of a summer in the south Hooked on the dust flying up from a plow Hooked on them blue eyes, hair falling down Hooked on her then, still hooked on her now So many things where I grew up Once you get a little, you can't get enough This small town life runs through my blood And I'm hooked on it Yeah, I'm hooked on it I'm hooked on it