This song was co-written by my subconscious and my super ego.
lyrics
Well it's a gift, you can have it, I don't want it back
And just relax, you're not kidnapping, I said this kid is digging were he's at
Baby you got a fire in your eyes
Yeah, and it wont hide.
And we can shake and rattle, we can tear it down
Drive it on home with the cattle, it's getting nitty gritty now
Baby I could be the number you dial
Yeah, and crazy wild.
Oh, it's only wild
Only wild
Oh, it's only right, it's only right
And pretty baby you could keep stopping traffic, don't be what you ain't
You don't have to stop laughing, 2 A.M., getting messy with the oil paint
Baby you're not a thorn in my side
Yeah, I mean you're just my type
Oh, it's only wild, we're only wild
Yeah, oh, oh we're only right
We're only right
Now
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