TEKSTI ORIGJINAL
Music :Rudolf Schenker
Lyrics:Klaus Meine
Don t hear the phone that rings
I know the fever s coming
God knows what life will bring
This Sunday morning (Sunday Morning) without a warning
Don t hear the neighbour scream
He thinks my house is burning
Well, life is good to me
This Sunday morning (yeah)
She s a wild child
And her l-l-love turns a man insane
She s a wild child
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
Don t hear the backdoor crack
Don t see the cops are coming back
It s burnin in my bed
This Sunday morning (yeah)
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And her l-l-love turns a man insane
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
She s on fire
She s on fire
She s on fire
She s a wild child
And her l-l-love turns a man insane
She s a wild child
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And her l-l-love turns a man insane
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain
She s a wild child
She s a wild child
Yeah
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And her l-l-love turns a man insane
She s a wild child (she s a wild child)
And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain