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