You’re out of control!
You sass right back,
Won’t do as you’re told,
And are happily on the wrong track.

You’re out of control!
You’re the child of wild,
So forward and bold,
The gleam in troublesome’s smile.

You’re out of control!
You call truth to a duel
And refuse to enroll
In polite society’s rules.

You’re out of control!
Thank goodness.