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 believed 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, walk my winners out
Oh, so all my lovin' goes under the fog, fog, fog
And I believe them all
Well, I'm just a poor little 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, walk my winners out
