| Lyrics: | Pretty girls in beat up cars
Throwing kisses to the soldiers
Pale blue eyes and whisky
bars
The lines on her face say she's getting older
You better reach out to me
Girl, you
better reach out to me
Runnin' with your
Weakness in the dark
You hope it disappears by
tomorrow
On your knees and in the dark
Don't wanna beg
Lord knows, you're too old to
borrow
You better reach out to me
Girl, you better reach out to me
CHORUS
'Cause
you're a oh, oh, oh, oh, wild angel
Oh, oh, oh, oh, a wild angel
Cabin fever nearly drove us
insane
When the snow fell on us last December
Look at me, girl, I don't feel the
same
Now those days, they've all gone together
You better reach out to me
Girl, you
better reach out to me
CHORUS
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