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See What You Want to See (Radney Foster) · (If You Are Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To (Weezer) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · I See You, You See Me (The Magic Numbers) · You Don't Want My Name You Want My Action (The Stooges) · Do You See What I See? (The Bar-Kays) · I Only Want to See You There (Keith Green) · I Only Want to See You There (Keith Green) · I Want to See You (DJ GlooMe) – and 90 other albums »


And world war is the battle cry 
And it's wild wild wild wild 

Across the country through the fields 
You know I see it written 'cross the sky 
People
Uh, wickey wild wild
Wicky wicky wild
Wickey wild, wicky wicky wild wild wild west,
Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None
Uh, wickey wild wild
Wicky wicky wild
Wickey wild, wicky wicky wild wild wild west,
Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None
Uh, wickey wild wild
Wicky wicky wild
Wickey wild, wicky wicky wild wild wild west,
Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None
heart with vertigo)
One wild night (hey, c'est la vie)
One wild night (welcome to the party)
One wild night (life is for the living so
You gotta live
heart with vertigo)
One wild night (hey, c'est la vie)
One wild night (welcome to the party)
One wild night (life is for the living so
You gotta live
And world war is the battle cry 
And it's wild wild wild wild 

Across the country through the fields 
You know I see it written 'cross the sky 
People
is the battle cry
And it's wild wild wild wild

Across the country through the fields
You know I see it written 'cross the sky
People rising from
Wild Wild West, Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None of this, six gun in this, brotha runnin' this,
Buffalo soldier, look
something I can't explain
I'm running to see her again

I want to talk to my little wild one
And I want to rock with my little wild one
All my life is
Words and Music by Jackie Gouch?erris and Andrew Gouch?f it wasn't for the times that I was down
If it wasn't for the times that I was bound
For
Wild Wild West, Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None of this, six gun in this, brotha runnin' this,
Buffalo soldier, look
Wild Wild West, Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
None of this, six gun in this, brotha runnin' this,
Buffalo soldier, look
something I can't explain
I'm running to see her again

I want to talk to my little wild one
And I want to rock with my little wild one
All my life is
heart
I've given it to you 
Don't you know where you go 
I will follow you 
So fight if you want to 
And go where you want to 
Be wild as can be
heart
I've given it to you 
Don't you know where you go 
I will follow you 
So fight if you want to 
And go where you want to 
Be wild as can be
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House fucked around and go shot 
I done messed around
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what tune
uh) Forbidden Planet
Oh oh oh oh
At the late night double feature picture show
I want to go oh oh
To the late night double feature picture show
By
Well the summertime has gone
And the leaves are gently turnin'
And my love I want to take you
To the place heart-a-yearnin'
Will you go, lassie
Uh, Wickey wild wild
Wicky wicky wild
Wickey wild, wicky wicky wild wild wild west, 
Jim West, desperado, rough rider
No you don't want nada
the floor 
And I'm tryna make it to the St. Andrew's door 
That's the sound of the glock 
Even D-J House f***ed around and go shot 
I done messed around
oh, at the late night
Double feature, picture show
I want to go, oh oh oh oh, to the late night
Double feature, picture show
By R.K.O., oh oh oh oh,
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what