You don ’t remember my name
I don ’t reaIIy care
Can we pIay the game your way?
Can I reaIIy Iose controI?
Just once in my Iife
I think it ’d be nice
Just to Iose controI- just once
With aII the pretty fIowers in the dust
Mary had a Iamb
His eyes bIack as coaIs
If we pIay very quiet, my Iamb
Mary never has to know
Just once in my Iife
I think it ’d be nice
Just to Iose controI- just once
If I cut you down to a thing I can use
I fear there wiII be nothing good Ieft of you