wildside

Seventeen on a Sunday driving home from L.A.

It's been a hell day

Fancy seeing you soundly acting like you know me

I don't know what to say

It's been a year, have you made any money?

Have you done anything or no?

Seventeen on a Sunday driving home from L.A.

Losing my head and my life, ain't mine

Maybe I'm crazy, I'm young, I'm lost

Maybe that's alright and then

Someone says, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside"

I said, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside"

Feeling naked in the showcase, lose it in the load days

And I don't have a face

Feeling something on my shoulder

Hell is freezing over, but you never complain

Why'd he laugh when I wasn't even funny?

I'm just a girl on the song that I wrote

Feeling naked in the showcase, lose it in the load days

Losing my head and my life, ain't mine

Maybe I'm crazy, I'm young, I'm lost

Maybe that's alright and then

Someone says, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside"

I said, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside"

Someone says, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside"

I said, "Hey girl

Take a walk on the wildside