Through the rails I spied
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Your ponytail. I tried
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With sugar cubes - And they're O.K.
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But I don't think
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I'll catch you that way
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I hate myself 'cause you're so cool
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With your mocking eyes
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"Won't you look at the old fool"
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to
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Look at you - Unflawed.
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Now look at me - Plain overawed
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Grace and looks take no credit for
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Girl you're young
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And they're part of the score
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Like the chemicals at war in me
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'Til I'm a wolf with an eye for the ponies
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to
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I want extra time to play,
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Afternoons in the hay
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It's a sorry way for a man to feel
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But sentimental is part of the deal
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I hate myself because it shows how
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I'm a fool for your rodeo
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have
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Wild horses - I want to have you
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Wild Horses
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