1. Walk and Talk It

I got hearts, ah, in my looney tunes
I got dreams and you do, too
I got ten wheel drive
To pick you up, up to your ears, oh

I got refined carbon in my eyelids, dear
I've got no one to love and no one to fear

You better walk it
And talk it less you lose that beat
You better lose yourself mama
And knock yourself right off of your feet

If you're moving too fast
Don't you want it to last
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat
Oh

I've got dimes in my shoes real nice
I've got bells that are laid on ice
I got dreams
Let me mix it with a little gin

I got cool when I'm cold and warm when I'm hot
But me is the one thing baby, you ain't got

You got to walk it
And talk it less you lose that beat
You better lose yourself mama
And knock yourself right off of your feet

Yeah, if you're moving too fast
Now don't you want it to last, ah
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat

You better walk it
And talk it less you lose that beat
You better lose yourself mama
And knock yourself right off of your feet

Yeah, if you're moving too fast
Now don't you want it to last
You better walk it, talk it
You better walk it as you talk it less you lose that beat
Ah-ha-ha
Oh, all right, ooohhh

2. Wild Child

I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
And his wizard's hat
He spoke of his movie and how he was makin'
A new sound track

And then we spoke of kids on the coast
And different types of organic soap
And the way suicides don't leave notes
Then we spoke of Lorraine
Always back to Lorraine

I was speakin' to Phil who was given to pills
And small racing cars
He had given them up since his last crack-up
Had carried him too far

Then we spoke of the movies and verse
And the way an actress held her purse
And the way life at times can get worse
Then we spoke of Lorraine
Always back to Lorraine

Ah, she's a wild child
And nobody can get at her
She's a wild child
Oh, and nobody can get to her

Sleepin' out on the street
Oh, livin' all alone
Without a house or a home
And then she asked you, please
Hey, baby, can I have some spare change
Oh, can I break your heart?

She's a wild child, she's a wild child

I was talkin' to Betty about her auditions
How they made her ill
But life is the theater, is certainly fraught
With many spills and chills

But she'd come down after some wine
Which is what happens most of the time
Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes
Till we spoke of Lorraine
Ah, always back to Lorraine

I was talking to Ed who'd been reported dead
By mutual friends
He thought it was funny that I had no money
To spend on him

So we both shared a piece of sweet cheese
And sang of our lives and our dreams
And how things can come apart at the seams
And we talk of Lorraine
Always back to Lorraine

She's a wild child
Oh, and nobody can get at her
She's a wild child
Oh, and nobody can get to her

Sleepin' out on the street
Oh, livin' all alone
Without a house or a home
And then she asked you, please,
Oh, baby, can I have some spare change
Now can I break your heart?"

She's a wild child, she's a wild child