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Wild ChildI was talking to ChuckIn his Genghis Khan suit and his wizard's hat He spoke of his movie and how he was making a new soundtrack Then we spoke of kids on the coast And different types of organic soap And the way suicides don't leave notes Then we spoke of Lorraine, always back to Lorraine I was speaking to Phil who was given to pills and small racing cars He had given 'em up since his last crack-up had carried him too far Then we spoke of movies and verse And the way an actress held her purse And the way life at times could get worse Then we spoke of Lorraine, always back to Lorraine She's a wild child And nobody can get at her She's a wild child Oh, and nobody can get to her Sleeping out on the street Oh, living all alone Without a house or a home And then she asked you, please Hey baby, can I have some spare change Can I break your heart She's a wild child She's a wild child I was talking to Betty about her auditions How they made her ill The life of the theater is certainly fraught With many spills and chills But she calmed down after some wine Which is what happens most of the time Then we sat and both spoke in rhyme Till we spoke of Lorraine, it's always back to Lorraine I was talking to Ed who'd been reported dead by mutual friends He thought it was funny that I had no money to spend on him So we both shared a piece of sweet cheese And sang of our lives and our dreams And how things can come apart at the seams And then we talked of Lorraine, always back to Lorraine She's a wild child Oh, and nobody can get at her She's a wild child Oh, and nobody can get to her Sleeping out on the street Oh, living all alone Without a house or a home And then she asked you, please Oh baby, can I have some spare change Now can I break your heart She's a wild child She's a wild child She's a wild child She's a wild child |