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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 Marlboro's 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 pushing about 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 I'm 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, mm)
Writer(s): Jeffrey Gitelman, Jason De Ford, Felicia Ferraro, Greg Hein, Jessie Murph Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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