I got my little house, I live in it
I got my little babe, I feed her
I got my little pills, I take'em
I got my little kids, I made' em

I got my little car; it takes me everywhere I wanna go
I got my credit card; I'm such a weekend millionaire! ... 'cause

Everything is under control, control, control
Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold
Everything is under control, control, control

I got my little God, I fear him
I got my little lawn, I mow it
I got my little dream, I fake it
My train arrives at eight, I take it

I got my little smile; it takes me everywhere I wanna go
I gotta end this song; I'm running out of rhymes, my dear! ... 'cause

Everything is under control, control, control
Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold
Everything is under control, control, control


When I look into your eyes
I want to shed a tear
But I don't want no surprises
So get the hell away from here

Everything is under control, control, control
Everyday is new but I'm old, now I'm sold, yeah I'm sold
Everything is under control, control, control