Lyrics:
With the kerosene
So quick to turn it up a notch
Low profiles, spinning, burnin up the lot
Always got that new thing turning up ya block
Always drive-by
Wild Thing
Cold Chisel
Wild thing
Thank you this is our last song for the evenin'
Its an old standed a thing called wild thing
like watching wild horses?
Cooler in theory, but not if you force it to be
It just didn't happen
So if you wanna break my cold, cold heart
Say you
what to say, I was hangin' by a string
She said, "Hey, you two, I was once like you, and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do
what to say, I was hangin' by a string
She said, "Hey, you two, I was once like you, and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do
It just hits you by surprise
It's that cold place in your soul
And the fire in her eyes
Makes you come together
Like wild horses when they run
Now
another day go by
Why is it always this way?
Time never seems to really fly
And time is never really on my side
And I can't stay alone tonight
Things have
Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness
Time flies by
In the blink of an eye
When you get paid for having too much fun
Kicking out the foot lights
Living the night life
Like tomorrow ain't
Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
Before the darkness
I ain't going where the wild things are
I ain't going to the cigarette store
I ain't going to the cold beer bar
To check in on the Tennessee score
the street
(Salesman)
Whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman, well, you work real hard
(Salesman)
Till every pot is sold
Salesman as the years go by
though you've gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, good time salesman
Yep, yep salesman got it on the street, whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman,
like you were paid by the queen
Wild thing you move me
Wild thing don't prove me wrong
Wild thing i finally found the words i meant to say when we were
though you gotta walk ten miles
Short lifespan, good time salesman
Yep, yep, Saleman, walk along the street
Whether it's hot or cold
It's salesman,
(Bruce Springsteen)
Last night I dreamed that I was a child
Out where the pines grow wild and tall
I was trying to make it home through the forest
the working class
After five it's a gas
Wild sex in the working class
Counting minutes gonna get home fast
Thinking of your warm skin
While I touch cold steel
I don't mind the pain, or the jokers' cold refrain
The days pass by so slowly, I count them all again
Silence of a basement, shades all closed
Time flies by
In the blink of an eye
When you get paid for having too much fun
Kicking out the foot lights
Living the night life
Like tomorrow ain't
as well
As others, and done the When thing several times, as well
As a lot of other things just about like this.
I held 125 head of wild horses, put
the questioning
Even though apparent how she moved, she done seen some things
Prolly had some dreams, diminished by the look of things
Reality, lost her way
of luxuriant chairs
And you won't know a thing till you get inside, yeah
Run with me
Run with me
Run with me
Let's run
Some outlaws lived by the side
From New Amsterdam to the way the West was won
Well years will go by when you won't get nowhere
You're cold and you're tired and you're free and you
I married Isis on the fifth day of May
But I could not hold on to her very long
So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away
For the wild unknown
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