She nurses liquor as if it were her young
And let's the bitter liquid slip past her tongue
She's got a song to be sung
She's been told she's beautiful since day one
Been compared to the moon and to the sun
But she's a wild thing who likes to run
Many yearn for her soft caress
And many will come to her to confess
But she notices them less and less
For her emerald gaze is fixed on someone who's not looking her way
A fellow wild thing that likes to play
It's said that opposites attract, but their similar magnetic pulls don't push them away
Everywhere she goes
Her fellow wild thing always shows
Love has never been in her heart but this time she knows
Maybe it's the liquor
But she's falling quicker and quicker
And all she knows is she wishes her fellow wild thing to stay with her
Because even though she's never felt love before, she's sure this is it
There's an arrow in her heart where Cupid hit
And the fire in her cold soul has been lit