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Hand on the wheel, love how it feels
If I turn left that's right where I'm going
If I want a song I put a record on
Set the speed to 33 and be queen for a moment
If I want wine I can pop a cork
Wanna be alone, I can lock the door

But I can't make you call just 'cause I wanna talk
Make you miss me as much as I do
And I can't wish you back, no it don't work like that
No matter how bad I want to
I can only control the things that I can
Guess letting you go is out of my hands

If I get lost in blue eyes on a Saturday night
I can pick up a pen, write my number on a napkin
Or slip out of this dress and back into your bed
All you'd have to do is ask and I could make it happen
I could pack up and leave this town
Or strike a match and burn it down

But I can't make you call just 'cause I wanna talk
Make you miss me as much as I do
And I can't wish you back, no it don't work like that
No matter how bad I want to
I can only control the things that I can
Guess letting you go is out of my hands
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Hand on the wheel, love how it feels
If I turn left that's right where I'm going
If I want a song I put a record on
Set the speed to 33 and be queen for a moment
If I want wine I can pop a cork
Wanna be alone, I can lock the door

But I can't make you call just 'cause I wanna talk
Make you miss me as much as I do
And I can't wish you back, no it don't work like that
No matter how bad I want to
I can only control the things that I can
Guess letting you go is out of my hands

If I get lost in blue eyes on a Saturday night
I can pick up a pen, write my number on a napkin
Or slip out of this dress and back into your bed
All you'd have to do is ask and I could make it happen
I could pack up and leave this town
Or strike a match and burn it down

But I can't make you call just 'cause I wanna talk
Make you miss me as much as I do
And I can't wish you back, no it don't work like that
No matter how bad I want to
I can only control the things that I can
Guess letting you go is out of my hands
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Writer: JASON DUKE, LENA STONE, TRANNIE ANDERSON
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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