(Ian Hunter)
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Well it's Tuesday night
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How I'd like to be inside at this time
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Watchin' T.V. is killin' me
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It's such a drag tonight
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I feel like Jason
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Just found a rusty fleece
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And the Cyclops all laughin' at me
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You can't tame Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Now some cynic from the methadone clinic
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He keeps on bothering me
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He writes all my lyrics backwards on diapers
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And hangs 'em from the local trees
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Watch out, white boy
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Don't argue with a sawn off piece
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I'm a crazy son, Mama
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I love the grease of Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Now Jezebel don't feel too well, she talks to Jane
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'Bout a one way conversation on a subway train
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Hey! They took away her wallet and her valise
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Love hate, love hate, love hate, love hate, Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East Wild East
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Wild East come on crazy Wild East
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(repeat and fade)
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Wild East
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| Ian Hunter |
