Out Of Control

Am
I scored some speed in San 
Bernardino

So me and baby could get a little 
bump

And now she’s in that motel room

Puttin’ on a show for some chump
           Dm
Yeah, well baby’s gotta make a 
livin’

And I don’t mind waitin’ out in the 
car
                  Am
‘Cause I got some nine millimeter 
muscle

In case things go too far.

          Em7
You know I try to take it easy man
         Dm
And just go with the flow
Em7                          
But sometimes things can get a 
           Dm
little bit
           Am
Out of control.


[Verse 2]

Am
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
             Dm
But that was years ago man

Before they tore that Fontana plant 
down
           Am
And my old man smoked himself

Into a six-foot hole in the ground.

     Em7
And I got the same bad habit
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         Dm
And it’ll probably take its toll
Em7                               
But sometimes it’s the only thing 
          Dm
that keeps me
                    Am
From goin’ out of control.


[Verse 3]

Am
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
      Dm
She’s livin’ with the kids in a 
mobile home

Just off the 60 freeway
     Am
Some nights I go to see her

And sometimes she lets me stay.

Em7
Since she found Jesus
                        Dm
She’s always tryin’ to save my soul
 Em7                           
Yeah but every now and then she 
                Dm
still likes to get
                   Am
A little out of control.


[Verse 4]

Am
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
         Dm
And I’m losin’ my hair and I’m 
losin’ my teeth

But I’m tryin’ to keep my grip
    Am
And live to see one more day

Without makin’ any stupid slips.

           Em7
You know I could have played the 
game man
         Dm
And just done what I was told
Em7                               
But I guess I was born just a 
   Dm
little bit
          Am
Out of control.


[Verse 5]

Am
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
Dm
‘Cause baby likes to look at the 
shootin’ stars

And make wishes as they fly by
   Am
And I like lookin’ down at the city

From way up there in the sky.

Em7
Then I pull baby close to me
Dm
When it starts gettin’ cold
Em7                               
Close my eyes for a little while 
              Dm
and let the world
                Am
Spin out of control.