Wild Ones

Yeah, yeah

Got me wide, wide open

Got a .45 on him

And he's pushing 'bout 102

Always smoking something

He ain't worried 'bout nothing

'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose

I got a thang 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 I'ma call you mine

I'ma call you mine

Got me wide, wide open

Got a .45 on him

And he's pushing 'bout 102

Always smoking something

He ain't worried 'bout nothing

'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose

I got a thang for the wild ones

I got a thang for the wild ones

It's like he knew

I got a thang for the wild ones

I got a thang for the wild ones

They like me too

Yeah, I'm attracted to things that are really crazy

Asking me how I've been feeling lately

Comin' for mine, then it's do or die

I won't let it slide, no stealin' bases

No back-and-forth bargaining

No bitching and arguing

A whole lotta problems, living in Gotham

And Bunnie's my Harley Quinn (My Harley Quinn)

Was raised in the darkness, forgive me, I'm 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's pushing 'bout 102

Always smoking something

He ain't worried 'bout nothing

'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose

I got a thang for the wild ones

I got a thang for the wild ones

It's like he knew

I got a thang for the wild ones

I got a thang for the wild ones

They like me too

Yeah

Oh, a thang for the wild ones

It's like he knew

I got a thang for the wild ones

I got a thang for the wild ones

They like me too