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Don't hear the phone that rings I know the fever's coming God knows what life will bring This Sunday morning (Sunday Morning) without a warning Don't hear the neighbour scream He thinks my house is burning Well, life is good to me This Sunday morning (yeah) She's a wild child And her l-l-love turns a man insane She's a wild child And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain Don't hear the backdoor crack Don't see the cops are coming back |
It's burnin' in my bed This Sunday morning (yeah) She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And her l-l-love turns a man insane She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain She's on fire She's on fire She's on fire She's a wild child And her l-l-love turns a man insane She's a wild child And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain |
She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And her l-l-love turns a man insane She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain She's a wild child She's a wild child Yeah She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And her l-l-love turns a man insane She's a wild child (she's a wild child) And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain |
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