| There ain’t no way you can settle her down |
| She’s got million dollar dreams |
| Finer than sweet cocaine, that brings mankind to its knees |
| If you’re lucky enough |
| And she let you in to the temple of the devil’s edge |
| Then hold on tight when she sucks the life and leaves you left for dead |
| Dancing with the devil |
| She’s got liquor in her veins |
| Broken halo a rebel |
| She’s a sinner not a saint |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| Wild wild wild wild |
| Yea you know how I like em', a little loud, little crazy and uhhhh… |
| Wreckless of them Jager shots |
| Beth Dutton breakin' table tops |
| She’ll strip yer soul with a rebel side |
| Don’t need no pole with a devil slide |
| Can’t tame the fire when ya fan the flames |
| Shot of wild chase with insane |
| That attitude as bad as you |
| Got jealous bitches mad at you |
| So slam that Captain Morgan |
| While yer singin' Morgan Wallen |
| Bartender keep em' pourin' |
| She just startin', far from fallin' |
| Ugh — ain’t no bitch boy that can touch her |
| Loves her outlaws rough and rugged |
| If paid for shakin' she’d make a livin' |
| So lets go make some bad decisions |
| Dancing with the devil |
| She’s got liquor in her veins |
| Broken halo a rebel |
| She’s a sinner not a saint |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| Wild wild wild wild |
| It started with a whiskey shot |
| I like em' wild |
| Shes dancin' on them table tops |
| I like em' wild |
| Rev her up she never stops |
| I like em' wild |
| Wild wild wild. Wild wild wild |
| Dancing with the devil |
| She’s got liquor in her veins |
| Broken halo a rebel |
| She’s a sinner not a saint |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| Wild wild wild wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| Wild wild wild wild |
| I like em' kind of wild |
| Wild wild wild wild |