Scorpions - Wild Child

Don't hear the phone that ringsI know the fever's comingGod knows what life will bringThis Sunday morning (Sunday Morning) without a warningDon't hear the neighbour screamHe thinks my house is burningWell, life is good to meThis Sunday morning (yeah)She's a wild childAnd her l-l-love turns a man insaneShe's a wild childAnd the love she makes rocks the mind off my brainDon't hear the backdoor