You know you've read a good book when you turn the last page and feel a little as if you have lost a friend.
Paul Sweeney
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Wild Thing
Time can make more rubble out of dreams than anything
In a quiet neighborhood where she's living without wings
There's eyes behind the curtains and there's ears below the floor
Cracks inside the ceiling and there's shadows at the door
The boredom stirs a rage inside her soul
A rage that reaches out and takes control
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Nine days out alone
Sleep in the dirt
She walks back into town
With blood stains on her shirt
Everyone has questions
But no one wants to know
How far the anger in someone
Can really make them go
Her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees
Bruised ribs and rips on the side of her jeans
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Well I used to be a citizen in this town
'Til my teeth turned gray and my hair fell out
All the civil decent people, they don't want to know
But a girl looking for trouble said she'd give me a go
While everybody's sleeping in this town this night
From the crooked clock tower to the borderline
And night star static in the winter breeze
She's lying in the moonlight with her hands between my knees
She says it's all right
Well, it's all right by me
Well, it's all right by me
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing
Baby she's a wild thing