Wild Women

By Michael Learns to Rock

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It comes a point when a man gotta choose, and this is those times.I Love you the laugh of my life 
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Can I act like an angel
If I live like a jerk?
Can I keep on disguising?
Can I make believe
That I don’t deceive?
No, no, no

Send the wild women out the back door
My wife’s knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preacher’s shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

When I’m riding on top of the wave of success
Will I lose my devotion?
Will I fail to see
What I used to be?
No, no, no

Send the wild women out the back door
My wife’s knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preacher’s shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

I’ll have to carry on as two persons in one
Two persons in one, two persons in one
Wild women out the back door
My wife’s knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preacher’s shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Send the wild women out the back door
My wife’s knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Send the wild women out the back door
My wife’s knocking at the front door
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner
I don’t know what to do

Dirty money in the left hand
While the preachers shaking my right hand
They made me a winner, they made me a sinner

SONGWRITERS
RICHTER, JASCHA

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