Lyrics:
Dancing people wearing sun glasses
Fashion stile inside the country-side
Tired of this
Should I go back to
What we all call a wild
I wanna dance by
don't ever even stay
I'm just cruisin' the coast with
About five hundred horses
No brakes at my feet 'cause all
I know is to floor it
And she stands
are rolled up by ten.
And I've been a swinger,
And drifted the heart of a big town.
I've had some low rides and walked on the wild side,
And it's
line
Off that drank it's hard to focus (focus)
Seems like I'm always chosen by romantics that are hopeless
We can make arrangements though
And if you
lemme know
I'm about to bust like pee, feel me now
Anybody know my skills, what the deal
Anybody feel my skills, it's the real
Anybody wanna come fuck
They came by thousands, to court the wild
But she just patiently smiled and bore a child
To be their spirit and guiding light
And once the ties with
lemme know
I'm about to bust like pee, feel me now
Anybody know my skills, what the deal
Anybody feel my skills, it's the real
Anybody wanna come fuck
Just get off wall,let's have a ball
The '70's are gone,it's the '80's ya'll
Grab a flygirl by the hand and ask her to dance
c'mon fellas don't be
get buckw-w-wild
I'm about to blow, light me up
Upside, downside, inside and outside
Hittin' you from every angle, there's no doubt
I am the one
We were wild and young and willing to give up anything it took
To get to where we were going, you could read us like a book
Our nights were hot,
thought my friends had lied
But I thought so much reserve must make you wild inside
It was there and then that I knew
I had to get some of what you got
it's up for grabs
Leave with everything 'cause everything is in the bag
When I was younger, I was just a little wild motherfucker
Tryna be like all
men I admire most are Curly, Larry, Moe
Don't worry about the future
Sooner or later it's the past if they say the thrill is gone then it's time
Top half bear the other half cat
Wild as a mink but sweet as soda pop I still dream about that
Rocky Top you'll always be home sweet home to me
Good
child
Whose joker is wild
They take all hope away
By the end of the day
Well I just about have enough of the sunshine
Hey What did I hear you say?
men I admire most are Curly, Larry, Moe
Don't worry about the future
Sooner or later it's the past if they say the thrill is gone then it's time
that boys will adore,
A dress that touches the floor.
I'm sick and tired of bedtime stories,
I'm so inspired by love and glories,
But I guess it's
more everyday
We talk about love
We talk so pure
We live to be rich
While we ignore the poor
It's all about fame
Blind just the same
Burning our
A dress that touches the floor
I'm sick and tired of bedtime story
I'm so inspired by love and glories
But I guess it's no use, I still get mother
with the high-top fades
It doesn't matter if you're shy or wild
It's done by all, man or child
Keep shakin' your head, like a goose
And bob your body
men I admire most are Curly, Larry, Moe
Don't worry about the future
Sooner or later it's the past if they say the thrill is gone then it's time
and stupid
It's incredible, what a shitty circumstance produces them
Criminals, led by the originals, high strung, motivated by the, principles
Some of us
let it be
Dreamer, dreamer
Keep dreaming your wild things
Keep thinking about me
Believe what you see, it's visionary
Dreamer, dreamer
Keep dreaming
Me, bitch I’m me
I'm the goddamn reason you ain't VIP CEO
I’m young wild and strapped like Charlie
Catch me posted on 1 40 if you’re
My … is all
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