| I’m on the highway, nobody knows
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| I am inoperable, out of commission
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| I’m lost on the highway and losing hope
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| I am a runaway child, I’m out of order
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| I can’t help thinking he’s dancing alone
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| I’m hopelessly hoping he’s lost on his own
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| Wherever he’s gone that’s where I’ll go
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| And I’ll commit murder to keep him warm
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| And I will bring my baby home
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| I’m in his doorway but he’s not there
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| I try to whisper his name like a broken prayer
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| I’m at a payphone waiting on hold
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| I am a runaway child, I’m out of order
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| I can’t help thinking he’s dancing alone
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| I can’t help thinking he’s dancing alone
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| I’m hopelessly hoping he’s lost on his own
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| I find myself wishing he’d just let me know
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| Wherever he’s gone that’s where I’ll go
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| And I’ll commit murder to keep him warm
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| Ain’t nobody got nothing but my wild heart
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| And I will bring my baby home
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| And nobody knows my name (Wild heart)
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| And nobody knows my name (Wild heart)
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| I am a runaway child, I’m out of order |