Wild Thing

Erika Lewis

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Never thought I’d fall in love with a wild thing
He's is the one I'm dreaming of, my wild thing
How he gets me, oh so high, I'm hanging on to touch the sky
Never thought I’d fall in love with a wild thing

Dial the number call him up I'm falling
Asks me if I want to ride, I'm stalling
Around his waist my arms hold tight, mountain roads and starry skies
Never thought I’d fall in love with a wild thing

He’s got me spinning around, I can’t stand up
Aint had my feet on the ground, in a minute
A bird that’s flying to high, storm is coming
Gone in the blink of an eye, he keeps running

Never thought I’d fall in love with a wild thing
But he's the one I'm dreaming of, my wild thing
How he gets me, oh so high, I'm hanging on to touch the sky
Never thought I’d fall in love with a wild thing

He’s got me spinning around, I can’t stand up
Ain't had my feet on the ground, in a minute
A bird that’s flying to high, storm is coming
Gone in the blink of an eye, he keeps running