Intro: Two white horses in the Idaho rain Windshield wipers in my reflection Two dead cats on the side of the road Alone together, in stormy weather One hawk's perched on a burnt down fence Like such a Wild, Wild Thing To be alone is to know you're alive Like a Wild, Wild thing I fell in love with an amsterdam girl Her clay eyes were painted with a marble swirl Looking at them, the world would unfurl Into stormy weahter, alone together As I watched her tip toe cross a silent room Like such a Wild, Wild Thing To be alone is to know you're alive Like a Wild, Wild thing Black oil in a souther gulf My baby's eyes are like the back of a wolf I recommend I get to know myself And the world at large, who's in charge I'm not a monster if I'm chasing my dreams Like such a Wild, Wild Thing To be alone is to know you're alive Like a Wild, Wild thing Smoking cigarettes, pumping gasoline Like such a Wild, Wild Thing To be alone is to know you're alive Like a Wild, Wild thing

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