Well, these women always ravin' 'bout their monkey men, 'Bout their triflin' husbands and their no-good friends. Well, peaceful women, they sit around all day and moan. They're wonderin' why their wanderin' papas don't come home. Wild women don't worry, wild women don't get the blues. Well, I've got a disposition, and a way of my own, If my man don't act right, he can find a new home. I go out and drink good whiskey, walk the streets all night, Then I kick my man out if he don't do me right. 'Cause wild women don't worry, ah, wild women don't get the blues. Come on in, baby (guitar solo) Well... You never get nothin' by bein' an angel child Girls you better change your way of living, ha, act real wild. I wanna tell you somethin', you know I wouldn't tell you no lie. Wild women are the only kind that ever get by. 'Cause wild women don't worry, wild women don't get the blues. Yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah I said... Wild women don't worry, wild women don't get the blues. No no no no... yeah!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
