Wild young things, we were freer than free those days
Lover's games, we played thousands of all night charades
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
Car radio always blasting, driving slow on streets paved with gold
Friday nights, we'd be dancing, watching the guys watching the girls watching the guys
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
College nights, long distance telephones, ugly fights our weekends at home
You push too hard when you're backed into a corner
Wild young things too proud for surrender
Don't ever, don't ever say good night
We were wild young things
Ralph Covert - Wild Young Things (2024 Remaster) Lyrics
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Wild young things, we were freer than free those days
Lover's games, we played thousands of all night charades
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
Car radio always blasting, driving slow on streets paved with gold
Friday nights, we'd be dancing, watching the guys watching the girls watching the guys
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
College nights, long distance telephones, ugly fights our weekends at home
You push too hard when you're backed into a corner
Wild young things too proud for surrender
Don't ever, don't ever say good night
We were wild young things
Lover's games, we played thousands of all night charades
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
Car radio always blasting, driving slow on streets paved with gold
Friday nights, we'd be dancing, watching the guys watching the girls watching the guys
Becky and me, laughing in the front seat
Becky and me, kissing in the back seat
Becky and me, holding on to teenage dreams
College nights, long distance telephones, ugly fights our weekends at home
You push too hard when you're backed into a corner
Wild young things too proud for surrender
Don't ever, don't ever say good night
We were wild young things
Writer: RALPH S COVERT
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Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, O/B/O DistroKid