Lou Reed — Wild Child - Paris 1972

Lou (spoken): This is a new song. It's called "Wild Child." It's about a wild child, funnily enough. 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 sound track And then we spoke of kids on the coast And different types of organic soap And the way suicides don't need notes Then we spoke of Lorraine Always back to Lorraine I was talkin 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 in rhythm and verse And the way an actress held her purse And the way lifе at times could get worse Thеn we spoke of Lorraine It always comes down to Lorraine 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, Hey please Hey, baby, can I have some spare change Can I break your heart? She's a wild child, she's a wild child I was talkin to Betty about her auditions And how they made her ill You know, life is the theater is certainly fraught With many spills and chills Then she settled down after some wine Which is what happens most of the time Then we both sat and spoke in rhymes Till 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 sat down and ate some 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 Oh, She's a wild child Yeah, and nobody can get at her She's a wild child 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, Hey please Hey, baby, can I have some spare change Can I break your heart? She's a wild child, she's a wild child, she's a wild child