B.T.B.W North Italy

歌詞

Charlie's gotta Band It's a really big one He's a master, a king He got it all But you don't know all his wills Women on his left and on his right With fishnet stocking And padded bras And you love them all But not for real And you push Your accelerator to the speed And none can stop you on the street (chorus) Born to be wild Born to be free Born to be Wild North Italy Charlie's gotta Band Don't care to be written up Born to be Wild They got it all And a strong cold wind Goes through theyr hair When you get high You get high on speed Whiskey in your hand It's your usual drink And if you're gonna fight It's only when you're right And you push Your accelerator to the speed And none can stop you on the street (chorus) Born to be wild ...