"Wild" lyrics

She's sick and tired of being sick and tired
Driving down a dirt road with a nail in her tyre
She's got a piece of paper it has some names on
You don't want to be one of them

Left hand on the wheel, the other concealed
Kinda likes the feel of the cold black steel
Know where she's going
You'll know when she gets there

Forgive her her trespasses
Oh

You better your gun
You'd better take one good shot
Better aim with the best you've got
Better get your gun
You might hear her drop
Better check her heart has stopped
Better get your gun
She's wild already, she don't need the whiskey

You better get your gun
You better get your gun

Fast and loose, won't jump those hoops
Not gonna live underneath your boots
Smoking tobacco and playing strip poker
Every man for themselves

Left hand on her cheek, the other concealed
Kinda likes the feel of the cold black steel

Forgive her her trespasses
Oh

You better your gun
You'd better take one good shot
Better aim with the best you've got
Better get your gun
You might hear her drop
Better check her heart has stopped
Better get your gun
She's wild already, she don't need the whiskey

You better get your gun
You better get your gun

Fire burning all night long
All the wolves are watching on
Fire burning all night long
All the wolves are watching
Fire burning all night long
All the wolves are watching on
Fire burning all night long
All the wolves

You better your gun
You'd better take one good shot
Better aim with the best you've got
Better get your gun
You might hear her drop
Better check her heart has stopped
Better get your gun
She's wild already, she don't need the whiskey

You better get your gun
You better get your gun

She's wild already, she don't need the whiskey
You better get your gun