Wild Child - The Ghost of Paul Revere

And I said

No you’re my wild child

Wild child, I love you

Be my wild child

Wild child, be mine

Well, pretty young wrecking ball

I saw her moving in a dance halls

Took all my strength to get off the wall

'Cuz I’m terrified of beautiful women

And I said

No you’re my wild child

Wild child, I love you

Be my wild child

Wild child, be mine

If she loves you, you let her go

And if you love her you know she’ll move slow

Your head says stop but your heart yells no

She’ll always leave you, and this I know

And this I know, this I know, man, this I know

And this I know, this I know, man, this I know

And this I know

Wild child, I can’t get enough

Keep me down, I’m coming up

Take me to your promised land

Tie me down, I am your man, yeah

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Well you are the fuel for alcohol

You are the grace before the fall

You are the reasons I can’t sleep at night

And oh my God, I’ve made this up

Or am I really calling bluff

And what you see in him and not in me

So one more drink and I’ll be fine

Stumbling down the railroad line

I have no course, I do not have the time

And this I know, this I know, man, this I know

And this I know, this I know, man, this I know

And this I know

Wild child, I can’t get enough

Keep me down, I’m coming up

Take me to your promised land

Tie me down, I am your man, yeah

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa

Wild child, I can’t get enough

Keep me down, I’m coming up

Take me to your promised land

Tie me down, I am your man, yeah

Whoa

Whoa

Whoa