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Out Of Control Lyrics - Singles - Dave Alvin

I scored some speed in San Berdino 

So me and baby could get a little bump 

And now shes in that motel room 

Puttin on a show for some chump 

 

Yeah, well, babys gotta make a livin 

And I dont 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 a while 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 itll probably take its toll 

But sometimes its the only thing that keeps me 

From goin out of control 

 

Well, my ex-wifes workin evenings 

At a Sizzler makin minimum wage 

And shes cleanin up other peoples houses 

Every day just like some slave 

 

And shes 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 

Shes 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 Im losin my hair and Im losin my teeth 

But Im 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 

 

Baby gets done in there, Im 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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