Wild Child (with Grace Potter)

Looks like a royal in a thrift store dress
 Keeps my heart and her hair a mess
 She goes where the wind suggests she goes
 Who knows
 Got a spirit that can't be tamed
 She's a Calico pony on an open plain
 I know I'll never be the same no more, for sure
 She's a wild child
 Got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
 Wild style, she can't be tied down but for a while
 I'll be fallingfree and so alive
 I'd break my heart but god she drives me wild, child
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 You never heard of her favorite band
 Unless you've been to Bonnaroo or Burning Man
 She's penny lane in a Chevy Urban
 She loves to love
 She loves me, wild child
 Got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
 Wild style, she can't be tied down but for a while
 I'll be falling free and so alive
 and I'd break my heart but god she drives me wild, child
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 She'll be here until she runs
 Some just have to chase the sun
 She's a wild child
 Got a rebel soul and a whole lot of gypsy
 Wild style, she can't be tied down but for a while
 I'll be falling free and so alive
 and I'd break my heart but god she drives me wild, child
 A kaleidoscope of colors in her mind, child
 A touch of crazy hides behind her wild smile
 So simple yet experimental
 Innocent but still a little wild, child
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 Wild child