Paroles: Chicago. Chicago XIV. Manipulation.

You thought, you had me in your pocket
But I never could be bought
I avoided traps you set out
Too many have been caught

Be it love or be it money
It's the bait you must resist
Be it milk or be it honey
This is one boy, you have missed

You knew if you could win me over
I would always see your side
Any argument against you
I'd never let it ride


I defended with devotion
I believed what you had said
But you dealt without emotion
Something happened in your head

Be it love or be it money
It's the bait you must resist
Be it milk or be it honey
This is one boy, you have missed