People call me superstitious
Well they'd better watch their tongue
Got me on the hit and run
You always get what you want
Just by strutting your stuff
Come on and give up control
Come on and give up control
Saw you in a magazine and I read your double spread
What does the future hold
Well you'd better keep your head
People talking through my mind
Strike it down, losing time
Catch you some other time
You always get what you want
Just by strutting your stuff
Come on and give up control
Come on and give up control
You're pretty, good looking
But I'm looking for a way out
You're pretty, good looking
But I'm looking for a way out
You're pretty, good looking
But I'm looking for a way out, out, out
Come on and give up control
Come on and give up control