Tytuł: Out Of Control

• Wykonawca: Eagles
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Oh, my, don't the sky look spacious
  With the stars all shinin' down
  Well, I can hear the night wind howlin'
  It's a high and lonesome sound
  And I ain't had a woman in so long
  I can't feed my starvin soul
  Come on, saddle up, boys, we're gonna ride into town
  We're gonna get a little out of control
  
  There's a card game in the corner
  And the barmaid smiled at me
  Well, I tipped her a sliver dollar and
  she brought me a drink for free
  
  All the town-folk call her the cheap one
  And the gamblers call her Flo
  Come on, set 'em up again
  I got me a friend and I think I'm gettin' out of control
  Oh,oh,oh
  
  She's cool water, her momma taught her
  I got news, she's mine and mine alone
  And if anybody's lookin' for trouble
  You know I'm the one you want to try
  
  Well, I'll fight any man who wants to
  And I don't care who or why
  
  You got to gamble on your story
  You got no guts, you get no glory
  And I'm bettin' my money on an ace in the hole
  Think I'm gettin' out of control