Girls Gone Mild song lyrics: college spring break wildness song, Fort Lauderdale, beer + ale.  MickTerry.com

Girls Gone Mild song lyrics: college spring break wildness song, Fort Lauderdale, beer + ale.  MICK TERRY
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( College spring break wildness song:
Fort Lauderdale, beer & ale )

THE GIRL'S GONE MILD
Copyright 2003 - MickTerry.com

Robyn was a young bird
from a Snob Hill Tudor home.
She could pointe & pirouette from the age of five.
Her mother's tea & crumpets
were the only fun she'd known.
She was aching to break out & really fly.

Robyn's flight got started
on her first spring college break.
With three other friends, she drove to Fort Lauderdale.
She dropped her sheltered training
just two minutes out the gate
& she quickly learned to like both beer & ale.

    But THE GIRL'S GONE MILD.
    She's given up her old ways.
    THE GIRL'S GONE MILD.
    No more late nights on the town.
    No more baring her soul to the cameras.
    No more boozing 'til nearly drowned.
    THE GIRL'S GONE MILD.
    She's finally settling down.

Robyn flew a straight course
far away from all she knew.
She rebelled at every turn every chance she had.
And she found her body shaking
over every TV tube.
But it wasn't that this girl was really bad.

    CHORUS

        The dancing was hot & heavy,
        &, of course, it was loud & lewd.
        &, of course, they were all too looped
        to recall a thing.
        The cameras were on & running,
        &, of course, no one was a prude.
        &, of course, no one was surprised
        what suggestions bring.

Robyn's now a big bird
with two young ones in the nest
& we're told a set of twins now is soon to be.
But we'll never tell those young birds
all the truth of how we met
or of how she saves her wildness just for me.

    CHORUS   'Cause THE GIRL'S GONE MILD ...

Copyright 2003  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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To other sex song lyrics:   HEY, MISTER!
DEEP POCKETS
LONG SHOWERS
EHAWEE IS GONE
LET ME BE YOUR BLANKET
BILL COSBY GROPED ME, TOO
SHOT DOWN MORE TIMES TONIGHT
SUCH A SUPER BOOB (JANET JACKSON)
& ALL THE LITTLE GIRLS (WANT TO BE BRITNEY SPEARS)
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