Chris Kimsey - Wild Wild West lyrics

Forty seven dead beats living in the back street North, east, west, south, all in the same house Sitting in a back room, waiting for the big boom I'm in a bedroom waiting for my baby She's so mean but I don't care I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair Dance to the beat that we love best Heading for the nineties Living in the wild, wild west The wild, wild west (wild west) Well, Mandy's in the backroom, handing out Valium Sheriff's on the airwaves, talking to the D.J.'s Forty seven heartbeats beating like a drum Got to live it up, live it up, Ronnie's got a new gun She's so mean but I don't care I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair Dance to the beat that we love best Heading for the nineties Living in the wild, wild west The wild, wild west (wild west) Yeow Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down You can live it up, live it up all over the town And turn to the left, turn to the right I don't care as long as she comes tonight She's so mean but I don't care I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair Dance to the beat that we love best Heading for the nineties Living in the wild, wild west The wild, wild west The wild, wild west (wild west) Yeow, wild west Brrrr, here come a musical disc 'Cause some people them a-keep waitin' for This one's called the outlaw, wow They want me Ride the rhythm like me ridin' a bike Shine on me Murder me chatter when me chat on the mic Shorties thought this could keep them rockin' 'til the broad daylight And here comes the Escape Club to rock it all night, say Live it up, live it up Live it up, live it up Living in the wild, wild west The wild, wild west The wild, wild west The wild, wild west (Wild west) Heading for the nineties, living in the eighties Screaming in a back room, waiting for the big boom Give me, give me wild west, give me, give me safe s** Give me love, give me love, give me time to live it up Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down You can live it up, live it up all over the town And turn to the left, turn to the right I don't care as long as she comes tonight She's so mean but I don't care I love her eyes and her wild, wild hair Dance to the beat that we like best Heading for the nineties Living in the wild, wild west The wild, wild west The wild, wild west (wild west) Yeow, wild west