Charlie's gotta Band
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it's a really big one
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he's a master, a king
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he got it all
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but you don't know all his wills
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Women on his left and on his right
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with fishnet stocking
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and padded bras
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and you love them all
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but not for real
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And you push
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your accelerator to the speed
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and noone can stop
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you on the street
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[chorus]
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Born to be wild Born to be free
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Born to be Wild North Italy
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Charlie's gotta Band
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don't care to be written up
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Born to be Wild
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they got it all
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and a strong cold wind
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goes through theyr hair
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When you get high
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you get high on speed
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whiskey in your hand
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it's your usual drink
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and if you're gonna fight
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it's only when you're right
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And you push
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your accelerator to the speed
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and noone can stop
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you on the street
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[chorus]
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Born to be wild ...
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B.T.B.W. North Italy
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White Skull |