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wild,wild,wild,wild, wild in the streets wild in the streets wild in the streets wild in the streets in the heat of the summer better call out a plumber turn on the steam pipe cool me off with your big crime fighters and your newspaper writers still need a drugstore to cure my buzz wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets '64 valiant,hand full of valiums couple of beers really do me right you better believe us,better trust us , teenage jive,walking wreck wild,wild,wild,running wild wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets got a gang called the wolves you have to choose play with the boys you're bound to lose a bottle in one hand a can in the other don't fool around 'cause they're real mean mothers wild,wild,wild,wild, wild running,running wild
Mrs. America,how's your favorite son? do you care just what he's done? no! wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,running,running, wild in the streets,we're running,running wild in the streets,we're running,running wild in the streets,we're running,running wild in the streets

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