Control Freak

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