Wild Abandon

Wild abandon, yes wild abandon Grab hold of this sound while the room spins 'round In wild abandon Wild abandon, yes wild abandon Don't stare at the ceiling Feel this feeling of wild abandon Roll on in wild abandon Well I was minding my own Walking alone at the end of a Monday, a dreary old Monday No moon hanging high in the cold grey sky I saw a light in a doorway I walked on slowly and then I heard a Screaming stomping sound Next thing I knew I was jumping around in Wild abandon, yes wild abandon I want to smash through my cares and Dance over chairs in wild abandon Wild abandon, yes wild abandon Now it's long overdue for me to rock with you In wild abandon Roll on in wild abandon I mean total abandon Now I'm just minding my own Drinking alone in a dive on Broadway, dirty old Broadway Now I don't know about you, but I'm moved through --- Wild Abandon - Marshall Crenshaw