Born To Be Wild (Album Version) Lyrics

[Chorus]

She said she's born to be wild

And she can't be tamed

All she wants in life is

fortune and fame

So she keeps on moving

Moving right along

Even though she knows

Deep down inside

She knows something was wrong

No idle jubee dem couldn't

Cotch pon my pillow

Weh a love man for nike

An ah love man for fila

Dat's not the ways of

Anciento war gorilla

Me rather den to save all my sasaparilla

On a lonesome breezy Sunday morning

This maiden came to town

Me have to blick a sound

How she so cute

And plus so sexy and so round

Sunlight catch her skin and lord

It good from head to ground

Next candidate me see wh fit

Fi wear mi crown

And such tender smiles amaze me

The way that she looks Sunday night

She should be having my baby

My baby

The pleasure was all mine

Like yesterday news it's only for a time

Always on the go

Cause she live a life ah crime

She dont' want no man fi mind it

Di Muffin say dat he couldn't believe

I was living so blindly

Well no Shandy

Stricktly imported tequila

Vintage brandy

Skunk sensemilia

Rubies and roses

Diamond collar

Never check me for a money

Nor a penny nor a dollar

She can't go to London

Without visa

Me can't biuld me spliff dem

Without rizzla

Dem say look out the door

And you know di weather

Me start put two

An two together

First class flights

And she drinks the most expensive wines

When she can't maintain

Her lifestyle up on the minumum wages

She needs the coil

And just like a stubborn mule

I would tell that is all she's worth

Well tha smuggling and trafficking

Of ilegal substances is her line of work

Me say a good woman ration

Most of di gyal dem

Get so caught up inna fashion

Love vanity

Dem seem dem love it with a passion

Start to used dem body

For some dirty profession

Seem like dem need

Spiritual supervision

Ital craft

And a ital vision

Righteous path

And a righteous decision

Instead of di

Materialistic religion

Else there's gonna be

Crash course and collision

Well the it's all history

Me go up on a ends

Fi chack a one jubilee

Di way she rub me down

And make me feel so nice

Me say haffi left

And go ah studio go voice

Ayanna please stay home tonight

Ayanna please don't take that flight

Smuggling di drugs weh dem supply

To di poor

Destruction of my people

Well then she's got to go

Tell her nah fi mix up inna

Those drugs before

She said she want fi go up on

A smuggling tour

She missing gangsta parcel

Dem say her skull fi bore

She don't have all di dollars

Weh fi ever the score

But she wanna run

Her own drug store