Control Freak - Priests

Said you’re lookin' good 'cause I’m a control freak

And yeah, I think you should wear that skirt with no briefs

'Cause that’s what pleases me, that’s what pleases me

Good girl, tightrope walkin'

You’re out of the woods, Dorothy, I’m your control freak

I’m your «no place like home,» bed sheets tuckin' you to sleep

'Cause that’s what pleases me, that’s what pleases me

I’m all the things you’re desiring

I feel misunderstood like I’m some kind of enemy

When I’m the one in charge of all the things that make you happy

Yeah, it’s all on me, I’m the one who makes you happy, yeah

Good girl, tightrope walkin'

Ah, oh, oh, oh

Uh, uh, uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh (Uh), uh (Uh)

Uh (Uh), uh (Uh)

Uh (Uh), uh (Uh), uh (Uh), uh (Uh)

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl

Good girl, good girl