John Mellencamp Wild Angel
Pretty girls in beat up cars Throwing kisses to the soldiers Pale blue eyes and whisky bars The lines on her face say she's getting older You better reach out to me Girl, you better reach out to me Runnin' with your Weakness in the dark You hope it disappears by tomorrow On your knees and in the dark Don't wanna beg Lord knows, you're too old to borrow You better reach out to me Girl, you better reach out to me CHORUS 'Cause you're a oh, oh, oh, oh, wild angel Oh, oh, oh, oh, a wild angel Cabin fever nearly drove us insane When the snow fell on us last December Look at me, girl, I don't feel the same Now those days, they've all gone together You better reach out to me Girl, you better reach out to me CHORUS ------------------------------------------------------------------------------
