Lyrics : Jessie Murph/Feli Ferraro/Jeff Gitelman/Gregory Aldae Hein/Jason DeFord
Music : Jessie Murph/Feli Ferraro/Jeff Gitelman/Gregory Aldae Hein/Jason DeFord
Yeah, yeah
Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him
And he pushing 'bout 102
Always smoking something
He ain't worried 'bout nothing
'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the
Hard liquor on ice
Short days and long nights
Marlboros out the window
Middle finger to the sky
Say you wanna get dangerous
Now you're speaking my language
I forgot what your name is
So I'ma call you mine
I'ma call you mine
Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him
And he pushing 'bout 102
Always smoking something
He ain't worried 'bout nothing
'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones
I got a thing for the wild ones
It's like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones
I got a thing for the wild ones
They like me too
Yeah, I'm attracted to things that are really crazy
Asking me how I've been feeling lately
Comin' for mine, then it's do or die
I won't let it slide, no stealin' bases
No back and forth bargaining
No b***hing and arguing
A whole lotta problems, living in Gotham
And bunny's my Harley Quinn
My Harley Quinn
Was raised in the darkness, forgive me, I'm guarded
I have no shame, I'm in love with the heartless
The police will never take us alive
And cowgirls don't cry
Got me wide, wide open
Got a .45 on him
And he pushing 'bout 102
Always smoking something
He ain't worried 'bout nothing
'Cause he ain't got nothing to lose
I got a thing for the wild ones
I got a thing for the wild ones
It's like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones
I got a thing for the wild ones
They like me too
Yeah
Oh, a thing for the wild ones
It's like he knew
I got a thing for the wild ones
I got a thing for the wild ones
They like me too