Tekster: yeah yeah yeahs. Y Control.

Oh so all my lovin' go's
Under the fog, fog, fog
And I will leave them all
Well I'm just a poor little baby
'Cause well I will leave them all

Oh so while your growing old
Under the gun, gun, gun
And I will leave them all
Well I'm just one poor baby
'Cause well I will leave 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' go's
Under the fog, fog, fog
And I will leave them all
Well I'm just a poor little baby
'Cause well I will leave 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