Letra de Wild Child - Scorpions

Don't hear the phone tha rings
I know the fever's coming
God knows what life will bring
This Sunday morning without a warning
Don't hear the neighbour scream
He thinks my house is burning
Well, life is good to me
This Sunday morning
She's a wild child
And her love turns a man insane
She's a wild child
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
Don't hear the backdoor crack
Don't see the cops are comin'
Its burnin' in my bed
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This Sunday morning
She's a wild child
And her love turns a man insane
She's a wild child
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
She's on fire
She's on fire
She's on fire
She's a wild child
And her love turns a man insane
She's a wild child
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain