Letra

I got my little house, I live in it I got my little babe, I feed her I got my little pills, I take' em I got my little kids, I made' em I got my little car; it takes me everywhere I wanna go I got my credit card; I'm such a weekend millionaire! ... 'cause Everything is under control, control, control Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold Everything is under control, control, control I got my little God, I fear him I got my little lawn, I mow it I got my little dream, I fake it My train arrives at eight, I take it I got my little smile; it takes me everywhere I wanna go I gotta end this song; I'm running out of rhymes, my dear!... 'cause Everything is under control, control, control Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold Everything is under control, control, control When I look into your eyes I want to shed a tear But I don't want no surprises So get the hell away from here Everything is under control, control, control Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold Everything is under control, control, control
Writer(s): Flavio Venturini Marchesin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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