Remote Control

REMOTE CONTROL - Written by Carroll Bryant

A sly eye in the afternoon and classes are underway

It's never too late to shoot the moon

And put my ass in your sling

You always say that making love is like flying in 3-D

I like to think I'm as smart as I am

But I don't know what the hell that means

You got my heart

You got my soul

You get what you want with your remote control

Volume up, volume down

I see what's going on

There's always a cowboy in every town

And I'm the rodeo that you joined

Can't keep it simple even if we try

Banks refuse us a loan

It's in the bedroom where we do or die

We keep breaking our beautiful bones

You got my heart

You got my soul

You get what you want with your remote control

You got my heart
You got my soul
You get to call all the shots with your remote control

There's no door leading us out and Lily is my biggest tease

I could write a book all about it

But I know you wouldn't sign the release

So put it on the line or hold it up 

In the air because you know that I like your smell

Take me again on the kitchen table

For everyone we leave our trail

You got my heart

You got my soul

You get what you want with your remote control

You got my heart
You got my soul

You get to call all the shots with your remote control