I'm having trouble
with the boss,
everybody knows
I just want to get lost when
the whistle blows
But I hear him shout from across the floor
He starts chewing me out,
I never know what for
And it's hard for a man with my ambition
To find himself down in my position
Everything's the same old contradiction
I wanna call the shots,
but I got no ammunition
Well, I met a little girl in a country bar
I was giving her a twirl,
across the old dance floor.
She gave me a smile,
the next thing I knew.
I was walking up the aisle,
saying I do.
Now I can't go hunting,
can't go fishing.
Spend my weekends helping
out in the kitchen.
I can't go to town without permission
I want to call the shots,
but I got no ammunition
Well I finally got away,
and I was driving in my Ford
I had the radio playing,
and the pedal to the floor
The sun was shining,
and I was feeling alright
Until I looked behind me,
and saw a flashing blue light
The cop said, boy you trying to
blow that old transmission
I'm afraid I'll have to take
you down to the station
Yeah, I'm gonna book
you on suspicion
I'm trying to call the shots
when you got no ammunition
I want to call the shots
I want to call the shots
I want to call the shots,
but I got no ammunition
Cheers.