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Out of Control

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Out of Control

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I scored some speed in San Berdino

So me and baby could get a little bump

And now she's in that motel room

Puttin' on a show for some chump

Yeah, well baby's gotta make a livin'

And I don't mind waitin' out in the car

'Cause I got some nine millimeter muscle

In case things go too far.

You know I try to take it easy man

And just go with the flow

But sometimes things can get a little bit

Out of control.

Well my old man worked his whole life

In the Kaiser steel slag pit

And I worked there for awhile back when I was a kid

But I got tired of all their shit

But that was years ago man

Before they tore that Fontana plant down

And my old man smoked himself

Into a six-foot hole in the ground.

And I got the same bad habit

And it'll probably take its toll

But sometimes it's the only thing that keeps me

From goin' out of control.

Well my ex-wife's workin' evenings

At a Sizzler makin' minimum wage

And she's cleanin' up other people's houses

Every day just like some slave

She's livin' with the kids in a mobile home

Just off the 60 freeway

Some nights I go to see her

And sometimes she lets me stay.

Since she found Jesus

She's always tryin' to save my soul

Yeah but every now and then she still likes to get

A little out of control.

I used to work a little construction

But I never got along with my boss

So I do a little import/export

Makin' enough just to cover my costs

And I'm losin' my hair and I'm losin' my teeth

But I'm tryin' to keep my grip

And live to see one more day

Without makin' any stupid slips.

You know I could have played the game man

And just done what I was told

But I guess I was born just a little bit

Out of control.

When baby gets done in there I'm gonna

Take her for a little ride

Cruise up into the mountains

Park the car and get a little high

'Cause baby likes to look at the shootin' stars

And make wishes as they fly by

And I like lookin' down at the city

From way up there in the sky.

Then I pull baby close to me

When it starts gettin' cold

Close my eyes for a little while and let the world

Spin out of control.

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