Wild Child - Remastered

I was talkin' to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit
 And his wizard's hat
 He spoke of his movie and how he was makin'
 A new soundtrack
 And then we spoke of kids on the coast
 And different types of organic soap
 And the way suicides don't leave notes
 Then we spoke of Lorraine
 Always back to Lorraine
 I was speakin' to Phil who was given to pills
 And small racing cars
 He had given them up since his last crack-up
 Had carried him too far
 Then we spoke of the movies and verse
 And the way an actress held her purse
 And the way life at times can get worse
 Then we spoke of Lorraine
 Always back to Lorraine
 Ah, she's a wild child
 And nobody can get at her
 She's a wild child
 Oh, and nobody can get to her
 Sleepin' out on the street
 Oh, livin' all alone
 Without a house or a home
 And then she asked you, please
 "Hey, baby, can I have some spare change?
 Oh, can I break your heart?"
 She's a wild child, she's a wild child
 I was talkin' to Betty about her auditions
 How they made her ill
 But life is the theater, is certainly fraught
 With many spills and chills
 But she'd come down after some wine
 Which is what happens most of the time
 Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes
 'Til we spoke of Lorraine
 Ah, always back to Lorraine
 I was talking to Ed, who'd been reported dead
 By mutual friends
 He thought it was funny that I had no money
 To spend on him
 So we both shared a piece of sweet cheese
 And sang of our lives and our dreams
 And how things can come apart at the seams
 And we talk of Lorraine
 Always back to Lorraine
 She's a wild child
 Oh, and nobody can get at her
 She's a wild child
 Oh, and nobody can get to her
 Sleepin' out on the street
 Oh, livin' all alone
 Without a house or a home
 And then she asked you, please
 "Oh, baby, can I have some spare change?
 Now, can I break your heart?"
 She's a wild child, she's a wild child