Tangled hair with dirty face and feet You dance to your own beat Right down the city Main Street
People stare and whisper talk so cheap But you say “How was your week?” And you kiss them on the cheeks
You’re a wild card You have all the fun You’re a wild card But when the day is done You are mine And that makes me the lucky one
You’re the kind to pick the neighbor’s roses In your underclothes While they watch through the window Laughing loudly in the library While everybody reads Like it’s your specialty
You’re a wild card You have all the fun You’re a wild card But when the day is done You are mine And that makes me the lucky one
So I’ll play my hand at life believing Every win and every loss is teaching Me to paint my world in color To see its beauty through the eyes of others
You’re a wild card You have all the fun You’re a wild card But when the day is done You are mine And that makes me the lucky one