Wild Leaves Songtext
von Custom Kings

Got a tinsel and foil at the station
Mom and Dad sipping beers on the train
Seven hours till my destination
Try to sleep on the plane
I′m a scoundrel when I'm at the station
I′m a sweetheart when I kiss the girls
They got nothing on my imagination world
Got a tinsel and foil at the station
She caught him watching her sleep on the plane
He got her wondering if she'd ever stoop so low
She spent the whole flight just clinging to rails
Curling her eyelashes, painting her nails
He's on the right side, taking it slow
Oh, my, don′t let me go, whoa, to where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
Trouble brew and I hold out the radar
Nothing do when I don′t care for free
Coming to it when I'm on the floor, I bleed
So get the record and kick out the losers


So far back that I can′t see the score
Baby, you know I loved you, but I need some more
Calling him Isaac, he's calling her Joan
This ain′t a one flight to be on alone
She'll need a blanket to keep her from cold
So nice, don′t let me go, whoa, to where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
So wicked wild and mellow
So wicked wild and mellow
So wicked wild and mellow
To where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
To where the wild things grow
Got a tinsel and foil at the station
Mom and Dad sipping beers on the train
Feel me growing up just like a young man
Gonna be just the same