Wildman

I know a wildman

Who sought a lady's hand

And when he told her that

The lady laughed

But sometimes at night

She hear a voice outside

And lift her window shade

He would be serenading her

Down below

She'd say: "You'd better go

Nobody's doing that these days

And you're just as crazy as they say"

But the wildman

Had it in his head

That there was something there

Though he could not get near

When her heart was locked

He gave a music box

At a nightclub stage

Flowers laid

For her to see

She said: "Don't bother me

Nobody's doing that these days

And you're just as crazy as they say"

Then the wildman

Call the lady's hand

For there came a day

When he could not wait

He said: "Pretty woman

Don't let it go

This is magic

We'll never know

Again"

She said: "I won't let you in

I'm not loving anyone these days

And I can't take your crazy ways"

So the time passed

And the lady grew sad

For she had not planned

To love the wildman

Pretty woman

Don't let it go

This is magic

We might never know

Again

She said: "I just can't

I'm not loving anyone these days

And I'm afraid

I'm not loving anyone these days

And besides

And I am

Afraid"