Song Lyrics
Oh well now father said to son you know you’re growing,
You’ve grown into a fair child,
Oh well now mother said to daughter girl you’re showing,
How to be a real Wild Child
Oh well, I can’t be satisfied,
Couldnt be more right,
Blues? is gonna move it,
Shak’em loose tonight
I’m singin, ooo ooo ooo
Ra ra ra ra ride
Brothers and sisters won’t you gather around,
No need for tickets we’re all from the same town
Singin, ooo ooo ooo
Ra ra ra ra ride
Why? aren’t you coming anymore.
ooo ooo ooo…
Ra ra ra ride…