Day after day. Here's how it goes. Killing, rape and soap divorces. Television shows. . All of this talk. Leaves me in doubt. Choosing to ignore it all.
Little wild thing. Hard and cold she seems. To one who does. Not know her. But deep down inside. She's warm and bright. I know her. . [CHORUS 1 ]. Little wild thing.
Every time I see your pretty face. I keep thinking, am I just your slave1. Holding on, holding on, that is all I can do. Every time we get into a fight..