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Pretty girls in beat up carsThrowing kisses to the soldiersPale blue eyes and whisky barsThe lines on her face say she's getting olderGirl, you better reach out to meRunnin' with yourWeakness in the darkYou hope it disappears by tomorrowOn your knees and in the darkDon't want to begLord knows, you're too old to borrowYou better reach out to meGirl, you better reach out to me[Chorus]'Cause you're a oh, oh, oh, oh, wild angelOh, oh, oh, oh a wild angelCabin fever nearly drove us insaneWhen the snow fell on us last DecemberLook at me, girl, I don't feel the sameNow those days, they've all gone togetherYou better reach out to meGirl, you better reach out to me[Chorus] From Letras Mania