You don't remember my name,
I don't really care,
Can we play the game your way?
Can I really lose control?
Just once in my life,
I think it'd be nice,
Just to lose control, just once,
With all the pretty flowers in the dust,
Mary had a lamb,
His eyes black as coals,
If we play very quiet, my lamb,
Mary never has to know,
Just once in my life,
I think it'd be nice,
Just to lose control, just once
If I cut you down to a thing I can use,
I fear there will be nothing good left of you,
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Ah-ah-oh
Ah-ah-oh-oh
Ah-ah-oh
Just to lose control, just once... |
