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Wildside

Van Zant

Oh yeah, come on

She lived just two doors down from me
Everyday she passed me on the street
It was in the way she moved
All the things I wanna do
Does she imagine too

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

I tried but I could not be myself
In a moment she became someone else
As if she could read my mind
She told me with her eyes

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Before me she stood
A twisted kind of angel oh oh
While her love
Knew every kind of angle
Ooo yeah
That's right
Come on

Well I was almost out of breath
Just reminded me I had nothing left
That's when she said

She's a twisted kind of angel
On the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Oh oh oh oh
Meet me on the wildside
Yeah
She's a twisted kind of angel
Here on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Meet me on the wildside
Meet me on the wildside

Wildside

Oh baby
Oh ba-ba-babe baby

A twisted kind of angel

Composição: Robert White Johnson/Chris Pelcer/Johnny Van Zant/Donnie Van Zant





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