| Flyin' through the middle of a month of Saturday nights
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| I tear 'cause I know my woman’s waitin' up and ready to fight
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| Tried to cuddle up, said «Baby don’t be mad»
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| Kissed me, then cussed me, then beat me in bed
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| Now she’s howlin' at the moonlight, wakin' up the neighbors tonight
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| I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| You ain’t gonna strike a better match than me and my baby
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| She’s wild about her haunted marry-go-round
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| I’m crazy 'bout my mood, I’ll this out
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| I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| When she’s out of control she drives me out of my mind
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| From the moment that I met her I knew that she wasn’t right
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| Sometimes we act like Bonnie and Clyde
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| Guess we’re both a little Jekyll and Hyde
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| I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| Oh I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| You ain’t gonna strike a better match than me and my baby
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| She’s wild about her haunted son-of-a-gun
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| I’m crazy 'bout my moon and cannon ball run
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| I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| Yes she is
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| (I'll show you crazy)
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| Moonlight damn son
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| Yeah, I’m wild but my woman is crazy
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| Yeah, you ain’t gonna find a better match then me and my baby
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| She’s wild about her haunted marry-go-round
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| I’m crazy 'bout my mood, I’ll this out
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| I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| Oh yeah, I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| Oh yeah, I’m wild and my woman is crazy
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| (You're crazy) |