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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sam Kinison
Sam Kinison
Vocals
Carl LaBove
Carl LaBove
Vocals
Dan Barton
Dan Barton
Performer
Mitchell Walters
Mitchell Walters
Vocals
Rudy Sarzo
Rudy Sarzo
Bass Guitar
Mike Baird
Mike Baird
Drums
C.C. DeVille
C.C. DeVille
Guitar
Loud 'N' Proud
Loud 'N' Proud
Guitar
Allan Stephen
Allan Stephen
Vocals
John Niciforos
John Niciforos
Vocals
Michaael Baird
Michaael Baird
Vocals
Michael Amato
Michael Amato
Vocals
Nick Aero
Nick Aero
Vocals
Peter Paterno
Peter Paterno
Vocals
Sparky Chervitz
Sparky Chervitz
Vocals
Vince Neil
Vince Neil
Vocals
Jimmy Shubert
Jimmy Shubert
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Liz Phair
Liz Phair
Composer
Chip Taylor
Chip Taylor
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sam Kinison
Sam Kinison
Producer
Mark Linett
Mark Linett
Engineer
Phil Kassel
Phil Kassel
Engineer
Doug Sax
Doug Sax
Mastering Engineer
Richie Zito
Richie Zito
Producer
Jim Hill
Jim Hill
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Wild thing Wild thing Wild thing, I think you move me But I wanna know for sure Every time I kiss you, I taste what other men had for lunch The only thing that can get you off, is to see me in pain But I think, I love you Wild thing, you make my heart scream You took everything Oh, wild thing Wild thing, I think you move me Ah, just came to my mind I thought I'd say that You made me trust you Then stuck the knife in my heart You're a lying, unfaithful, untrustable tramp But I think, I love you Wild thing You make my heart scream You took everything Oh, wild thing Wild thing Oh, we all got some kind of wild thing That went through our lives and made it Hell 'Cause everyone's had one You and me, nobody likes to lose And you know she's out there laughing at you I don't care if it was last week or third grade Someone broke your heart, what was her name? Wild thing, I'll never forgive you You make my heart scream How do you live with yourself? You took everything, you never loved me Oh, wild thing, you used me (Wild thing) I hope you slide under a gas truck and taste your own blood (You make my heart scream) Why didn't you tell me you were a Demon from Hell? (You took everything) You deserve the men your gonna meet, you loser (Oh, wild thing) Railroad bums, transients, out of work guys (Wild thing) Guys that are gonna use you like you used me (Wild thing) Guys that are gonna take money out of your purse And crawl out a window (Wild thing) Oh, oh (Wild thing) What's her name? Yeah
Writer(s): Chip Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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