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Wild abandon, yes wild abandon
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Grab hold of this sound while the room spins 'round
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In wild abandon
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Wild abandon, yes wild abandon
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Don't stare at the ceiling
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Feel this feeling of wild abandon
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Roll on in wild abandon
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Well I was minding my own...
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Walking alone at the end of a Monday, a dreary old Monday
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No moon hanging high in the cold grey sky
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I saw a light in a doorway
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I walked on slowly and then I heard a
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screaming stomping sound
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Next thing I knew I was jumping around in
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Wild abandon, yes wild abandon
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I wanna smash through my cares and
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dance over chairs in wild abandon
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Wild abandon, yes wild abandon
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Now it's long overdue for me to rock with you
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in wild abandon
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Roll on in wild abandon
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I mean total abandon
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Now I'm just minding my own...
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Drinking alone in a dive on Broadway, dirty old Broadway
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Now I don't know about you, but I'm moved through & through
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by a backbeat pumping and a jukebox jumping
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And when somebody played "Whole Lotta Shaking Goin' On"
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I grabbed me a partner, we rocked 'til dawn in wild abandon!!!
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Wild Abandon
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| Marshall Crenshaw |
