WILDSIDE

Uh, you can tell she was raised
Up right down in the south
Brought up to be a lady
Always made real good grades
Kept both feet on the ground
Never reckless, never crazy

Pretty much picture-perfect to a T
Little Miss Angel five days of the week (aw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But sugar like that's a dangerous kinda sweet
Lookin' at her, you never would believe that

She knows how to shut the sun down
Light up all of downtown
Danger on the dance floor, good Lord
Takes a man to handle, gotta hold tight
'Bout to be a mile high
She's bringin' out her Alabamalicious, supernova
'Til the night is over wildside
Mm mm wildside
Oh yeah
Hey

Wildside, oh my
Burnin' me up like a wildfire
3 a.m., she ain't tired
She straight fire
When she ditches that laid back
Spends a little time off the train tracks
It's insane that she's so refined, and a little shy
But come Friday night (Friday night)

She gon' shut the sun down
Light up all of downtown
Dangerous on the dance floor, good Lord
Takes a man to handle, gotta hold tight
'Bout to be a mile high
She's bringin' out her Alabamalicious, supernova
'Til the night is over wildside
Oh yeah, woo
Here she come

She's pretty much picture-perfect to a T
Oh, a Little Miss Angel most days of the week (aw, yeah, yeah, yeah)
But sugar like that's a dangerous kinda sweet
Better stand back 'cause y'all about to see

That she knows how to shut the sun down
Light up all of downtown
Devil on the dance floor, good Lord
Takes a man to handle, gotta hold tight
'Bout to be a wild ride
Aw, here comes that Alabamalicious, supernova
Party's never over wildside (wildside)

Oh, wildside
Oh, the party's never over wildside, woo, hey
Bringin' out her wildside
Hey, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Keith Lionel Urban, David Arthur Garcia, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Ernest Keith Smith
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