Wild Child - The Scorps

Don’t hear the phone that rings

I know that fever’s coming

God knows what life will bring

This Sunday morning

Sunday morning without a warning

Don’t hear the neighbor scream

He thinks my house is burning

Life is good to me

This Sunday morning

She’s a wild child

And her l-l-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 coming back

Its burning in my bed

This Sunday morning

She’s on fire

She’s on fire

She’s on fire

She’s a wild child

She’s a wild child

Yeah

She’s a wild child (she's a wild child)

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She’s a wild child (she's a wild child)

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain