Your eyes like daggers burn through his skinYou're so cold master, where do I begin
Your face like porcelain on his heart stringOh so thinYour eyes like daggers burn through his skinYou're so cold master, where do I beginOoh ooh hoo, ooh ooh hoo
She's a wild oneShe's a wild one next to meShe's a wild one, she's a wild one in a land that's supposedly freeSupposedly meOoh ooh hoo, ooh ooh hoo
She's a wild oneShe's a wild one next to meShe's a wild one, she's a wild one in a land that's supposedly freeSupposedly meOoh ooh hoo, ooh ooh hoo
Ooh ooh hoo, ooh ooh hoo
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