| Yes, wild is love
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| And wherever it takes me, I must go
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| When love smiles at me, I just can’t refuse
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| Don’t care if I cry till the tears run down my shoes
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| I ask for it every time
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| 'Cause I’m a beggar for the blues
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| When love pulls me in like an undertow
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| If I gotta die, that’s the way I wanna go
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| Don’t care if I win or lose
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| 'Cause I’m a beggar for the blues
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| I’d say goodbye
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| But then I ask myself «what for?»
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| I know that I would only hurry back for more
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| I know I’m a fool, got no alibis
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| My heart’s been to school but I never will get wise
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| I live in the way that I choose
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| 'Cause I’m a beggar for the blues
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| I know I’m a fool, got no alibis
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| My heart’s been to school but I never will get wise
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| I live in the way that I choose
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| 'Cause I’m a beggar for the blues
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| I live in the way that I choose
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| 'Cause I’m a beggar for the blues |