| He draws you into his flame
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| Takes you on a ride like a paper airplane in a hurricane
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| Looks you in the eye when he says your name
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| Midnight ride on a motorcycle in the pouring rain
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| Oo-ooh, he charms you senseless
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| Oo-ooh, leaves you defenseless
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| Wild boy, wild boy
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| Well, you can’t catch the lighting shooting across the sky
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| But the moment you see him, you know you’re gonna try
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| But he’ll disappear without telling you goodbye
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| Oh, no matter what you think
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| You can’t tame a wild boy
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| No
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| He’s all danger and tattoos
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| A sugarcane devil, my favorite muse
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| He’s a high stakes gambler
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| He’ll sink you to the bottom, he’ll fly you to the moon
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| Oo-ooh, you don’t wanna want him
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| Oo-ooh, but you’re gonna want him
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| Wild boy, wild boy
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| Well, you can’t catch the lighting shooting across the sky
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| But the moment you see him, you know you’re gonna try
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| But he’ll disappear without telling you goodbye
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| Oh, no matter what you think
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| You can’t tame a wild boy
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| Wild boy, wild boy
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| But the way he move sends a shiver down your spine
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| And he’s a Roman candle burning up the sky
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| And he’s a silver stallion running through the night
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| Oh, no matter what you think
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| You can’t tame a wild boy
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| You can’t tame a wild boy |