Walk on the wild side

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1. Night air lay so cold
And heavy over my little boat
There was something 'bout my life.
Walk on the wild side.

2. She lived in a world of night,
She didn't speak her name for a sight.
I'm gonna have her now tonight
And walk on the wild side.

3. Little eyes are open so wide.
See through 'em and fly so high.
Getting her and knowin' not right
Is to walk on the wild side.

4. She has something up her sleeve,
Her thoughts are only underneath.
It's all over there, alas.
Walk on the wild side.
Yes, walk on the wild side.

 
© 2 марта 1994 г. Москва
 

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