"Wild, Wild West"
Forty-seven deadbeats, living in the back street,
North, east, west, south--all in the same house,
Sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom.
I'm in a bedroom, waiting for my baby.
She's so mean, but I don't care.
I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair.
Dance to the beat that we love best...
Heading for the nineties,
Living in the wild, wild west. [wild, wild west]
Mandy's in the back room, handing out valium,
Sheriff's on the airwaves, talking to the DJs.
Forty-seven heartbeats, beating like a drum...
Got to live it up, live it up,
Ronnie's got a new gun.
She's so mean, but I don't care.
I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair.
Dance to the beat that we love best...
Heading for the nineties,
Living in the wild, wild west. [wild, wild west]
Now, put your flags in the air and march 'em up and down.
You can live it up, live it up all over the town...
And turn to the left, turn to the right.
I don't care, as long as she comes tonight.
She's so mean, but I don't care.
I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair.
Dance to the beat that we love best...
Heading for the nineties,
Living in the wild, wild west. [wild, wild west]
Heading for the nineties, living in the eighties,
Screaming in a back room, waiting for the big boom...
Give me, give me wild west,
Give me, give me safe sex,
Give me love, give me love,
Give me time to live it up.
Living in the wild, wild west. [wild, wild west]
Living in the wild, wild west. [wild, wild west]