I'm walking in the street
With the latest on my feet
And the hair that makes the people stop and stareI got no money, but that's okay
Because I live from day to day
And I'm free to come and go just as I pleaseWild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
My records are so load
I gotta hang out with the crowd
Because the usual crew are sus on what to doMom and dad says I can't win
Because it gets you in the end
The regale is the gun that shoots the manWild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild youth
Wild youth
Wild youthWild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
Wild, wild, wild, youth
