Out Of Control

	  		
Verse 

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                                     Dm 
But sometimes things can get a 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 
         Dm 
And it’ll probably take its toll                  
Em7                                         Dm 
But sometimes it’s the only thing 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                                           Dm 
Yeah but every now and then she 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                                  Dm 
But I guess I was born just a 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                                             Dm 
Close my eyes for a little while and let the world 
                Am 
Spin out of control.