. . . Woman . . .
Traveling down to the Congo
Flyin' round Amazon way
Natives are playing the bongos
Listen to what they have to say
You know I'm ready for love
And I thank my lucky stars above
She's all dressed up and there's no place to go
But she's a wild woman
She's got a secret 'cause nobody knows
that she's a wild woman
She won't pretend to be something she's not
And I don't have to need her
'Cause she's something I've got
Swinging from coconut branches
Swim with the crocodiles too
But late at night she romances
What is a helpless boy to do
I've seen it a thousand times before
You get hit in the back with the slammin' door
She's all dressed up and there's no place to go
But she's a
wild woman
She's got a secret 'cause nobody knows
that
she's a wild woman
She won't pretend to be something she's not
And
I don't have to need her
'Cause she's something I've got
She's just a lady and you can count on that
A little shady but she'll get up to bat
You think she's crazy but she can smell a rat
I've seen it before let me tell you
Maybe I'll see it again
Maybe I'll learn something from this
About how to lose and how to win
It's not a good thing to lose your cool
And be forced to say something out of school
She's all dressed up and there's no place to go
But she's a
wild woman
She's got a secret 'cause nobody knows
that
she's a wild woman
She won't pretend to be something she's not
And
I don't have to need her
'Cause she's something I've got
WILD WOMAN
© 1997 Raymond M. Jozwiak
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