Album Cover Wild Ones

Wild Ones

Jessie Murph

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(Mmm)

Yeah, yeah

Got me wide-wide open

Got a .45 on him

And he pushing ′bout 102

Always smokin' something

He ain′t worried 'bout nothing

'Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose

I got a thing for the-

Hard liquor on ice

Short days and long nights

Marlboros out the window

Middle finger to the sky

Say you wanna get dangerous

Now you′re speaking my language

I forgot what your name is

So Imma call you mine

Imma call you mine

Got me wide-wide open

Got a .45 on him

And he pushing 'bout 102

Always smokin′ something

He ain't worried ′bout nothing

'Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose

I got a thing for the wild ones

(Wild, wild wild)

I got a thing for the wild ones

It's like he knew

I got a thing for the wild ones

(Wild, wild, wild)

I got a thing for the wild ones

They like me, too

Yeah

Im attracted to things that are really crazy

Asking me how I've been feeling lately

Coming for mine, then it′s do or die

I won′t let it slide, no stealing bases

No back-and-forth arguing

No bitching and arguing

A whole lotta problems, living in Gotham

And Bunny's my Harley Quinn

(My Harley Quinn)

Was raised in the darkness, forgive me

I′m guarded (guarded)

I have no shame, I'm in love with the heartless

The police will never take us alive

And cowgirls don′t cry

Got me wide-wide open

Got a .45 on him

And he pushing 'bout 102

Always smokin′ something

He ain't worried 'bout nothing

′Cause he ain′t got nothing to lose

I got a thing for the wild ones

(Wild, wild wild)

I got a thing for the wild ones

It's like he knew

I got a thing for the wild ones

(Wild, wild, wild)

I got a thing for the wild ones

They like me, too

Yeah, (Wild, wild, wild)

A thing for the wild ones (it′s like he knew)

I got a thing for the wild ones

(Wild, wild, wild)

Got a thing for the wild ones

(They like me, too)