Wild love Wild love Somebody chopped down my wild love Wild love Wild love Somebody shot down my wild love
Vertaling: Smog. Wild Love.
Well come on Sweet smog children, come on Sweet smog children, come on But I can't really talk to you I can only sing Sweet smog children, I can only
I painted myself into a corner again Because I didn't like the colour of my floors After you walked all over them You're full of white lies Oh, you're
Bloody rag and a broken string of pearls On your bathroom floor When I overheard your mother say "Maybe she's just a late bloomer" But what she didn'
I was on her body He was on her mind I progressed her He possessed her I was there every day He was there one day And then went away Well, I'm gathering
When I was seven I asked my mother To trip me to the bay And put me on a ship And lower me down Lower me out of here Because when I was seven I wanted
ever loved Has wanted to be hit Every girl I've ever loved Wanted to be hit Every girl I've ever loved Has wanted to be hit Every girl I've ever loved
all You're watching me like a hawk You know this appartment is so small Oh, how can I expect a wild love to grow Oh, how can I expect a wild love to grow
Prince alone in the studio It's two a.m. and all the girls are gone The girls thought they were going to be able To have sex with him They wore their
I slept through most of April I got up in May and had some toast Then I bedded down again I bedded down again Because I was sleepy In June I made enough
When you're down on your luck Aand you just can't cope When the times are bleak And the friends are few Don't turn to me 'Cause I'm no hope Don't
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