| And I said
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| No you’re my wild child
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| Wild child, I love you
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| Be my wild child
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| Wild child, be mine
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| Well, pretty young wrecking ball
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| I saw her moving in a dance halls
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| Took all my strength to get off the wall
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| 'Cuz I’m terrified of beautiful women
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| And I said
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| No you’re my wild child
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| Wild child, I love you
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| Be my wild child
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| Wild child, be mine
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| If she loves you, you let her go
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| And if you love her you know she’ll move slow
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| Your head says stop but your heart yells no
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| She’ll always leave you, and this I know
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| And this I know, this I know, man, this I know
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| And this I know, this I know, man, this I know
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| And this I know
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| Wild child, I can’t get enough
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| Keep me down, I’m coming up
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| Take me to your promised land
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| Tie me down, I am your man, yeah
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Well you are the fuel for alcohol
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| You are the grace before the fall
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| You are the reasons I can’t sleep at night
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| And oh my God, I’ve made this up
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| Or am I really calling bluff
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| And what you see in him and not in me
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| So one more drink and I’ll be fine
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| Stumbling down the railroad line |
| I have no course, I do not have the time
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| And this I know, this I know, man, this I know
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| And this I know, this I know, man, this I know
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| And this I know
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| Wild child, I can’t get enough
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| Keep me down, I’m coming up
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| Take me to your promised land
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| Tie me down, I am your man, yeah
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Wild child, I can’t get enough
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| Keep me down, I’m coming up
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| Take me to your promised land
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| Tie me down, I am your man, yeah
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| Whoa
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| Whoa
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| Whoa |