Met on a Monday, it was innocent love
On Tuesday morning there was no sign of love
I searched the streets, both high and low
I had no particular place to go
Pulled by the disco till the break of dawn
All the spots that Wednesdays child would never haunt
Searched every cathouse that I could, well, I mean
She's never deemed to be no jellybean
This ain't no whiskey, I'll make it plain
Just good old-fashioned, oh, lover's pain
I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child again
I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child again
Now it's Thursday, there's still no sign
I gotta take tougher steps to find this love of mine
So I, I combed the alleys but I took my gun
You know you never can be too careful down them hidden runs
Come Friday morning, I'm giving up hope
I'm running out of patience and I ran out of dope
Well, I thought I'd give it just one more try
Before I knew it, it was Saturday night
This ain't no whiskey or cocaine
Just good old-fashioned, hey, lover's pain
I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child again
Yes, I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child again
Right on
I'm getting wild again
You know I'm just like a child again
I'm getting wild
Just like a child
Well, now, on old Sunday, there's even despair
I'm so frustrated now, I'm pulling out my hair
I'm walking by an open door, I catch me the hand
I thought, what the hell, I entered therein
Now wouldn't you know it, in a step in that place
I saw my lover over there in a preacher's embrace
I said, it's took me a week to find you child
She said, sorry my man, I found you too wild
This ain't no whiskey, I'll make it plain
Just good old-fashioned, I got the hell of a lover's pain
I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child
I'm getting wild again
I'm like a child again
You know she got me with the wild again stuff
I'm getting wild again
I'm getting wild again
I'm acting just like a child
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