Oh so all my lovin' goes Under the fog, fog, fog And I will leave them all Well I'm just a poor little baby 'Cause well I believe them all Oh so while you're growing old Under the gun, gun, gun And I believe them all Well I'm just one poor baby 'Cause well I believe them all I wish I could buy back The woman you stole Y control, Y control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, high control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk,
Oh so all my lovin' goes Under the fog, fog, fog And I will leave them all Well I'm just a poor little baby 'Cause well I believe them all Oh so while you're growing old Under the gun, gun, gun And I believe them all Well I'm just one poor baby 'Cause well I believe them all I wish I could buy back The woman you stole Y control, Y control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, high control You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners Out of control, out of control You walk, walk, walk, walk,
