One, two, three
Wild in the streets, running, running
Wild in the streets, running, running
Wild in the streets, running, running
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 drug store to cure my buzz
Wild in the streets, running, running
Wild in the streets, running
Wild in the streets, running, running
We’re running wild in the streets
Got a ’64 valiant, handful of valiums
Couple of beers really do me right
Well, you better believe us, better trust us
Teenage jive, f#cking wreck
Wild in the streets, running, running
We’re running wild in the streets
Wild in the streets, running, running
We’re running wild in the streets
Mrs. America, how’s your favorite son?
Do you care just what he’s done? No!
Wild in the streets, running, running
We’re running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets, running, running
We’re running wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
We’re running wild in the streets
We’re running wild in the streets
We’re running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
We’re running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
We’re running wild in the streets
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