"The Wild, Wild West" as written by John Christoforou, John Holliday, Trevor Steel, Milan Zekavica and Amos / Pizzey-shapiro....
Forty seven dead beats living in the back street
North east west south all in the same house
Sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom
I'm in a bedroom waitng for my baby

She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Mandy's in the backroomhanding out valium
Sheriff's on the airwaves talking to the D.J.'s
Forty seven heartbeats beating like a drum
Got to live it up live it up
Ronnie's got a new gun

She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down
You can live it up live it up all over the town
And turn to the left, turn to the right
I don't care as long as she comes tonight

She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
Dance to the beat that we love best
Heading for the nineties
Living in the wild wild west
The wild wild west

Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
Screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom
Give me give me wild west
Give me give me safe sex
Give me love give me love
Give me time to live it up


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"Wild, Wild West" as written by John Holliday John Christoforou

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