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I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suitAnd his wizard's hatHe spoke of his movie and how he was makin' a new sound trackAnd then we spoke of kids on the coastAnd different types of organic soapAnd the way suicides don't leave notes,Then we spoke of Loraine, always back to LorraineI was speakin' to Bill who was given to pills and small racing carsHe had given them up since his last crack-up had carried him too farThen we spoke of the movies and verseAnd the way an actress held her purseAnd the way life at times can get worse,Then we spoke of Loraine, always back to LorraineAh, she's a wild child, and nobody can get at herShe's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to herSleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all aloneWithout a house or a home and then she asked you, please,Hey, baby, can I have some spare changeOh, can I break your heart ?She's a wild child, she's a wild childI was talkin' to Betty about her auditions, how they made her illLetras de cancionesBut life in the theater, is certainly fraughtWith many spills and chillsBut she'd come down after some wineWhich is what happens most of the timeThen we sat and both spoke in rhymesTill we spoke of Loraine, ah, always back to LorraineI was talking to Ed who'd been reported dead by mutual friendsHe thought it was funny that I had no money to spend on himSo we both shared a piece of sweet cheeseAnd sang of our lives and our dreamsAnd how things can come apart at the seamsAnd we talk of Lorraine, always back to LorraineShe's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get at herShe's a wild child, oh, and nobody can get to herSleepin' out on the street, oh, livin' all aloneWithout a house or a home and then she asked you, please,Oh, baby, can I have some spare changeNow can I break your heart?"She's a wild child, she's a wild child From Letras Mania