Written by John Mellencamp



Pretty girls in beat up cars

Throwing kisses to the soldiers

Pale blue eyes and whisky bars

The lines on her face say she's getting older

Girl you better reach out to me



Runnin' with your

Weakness in the dark

You hope it disappears by tomorrow

On your knees and in the dark

Don't wanna beg

Lord knows, you're too old to borrow

You better reach out to me

Girl you better reach out to me



Chorus

'Cause you're a oh, oh, oh, oh wild angel

Oh, oh, oh, oh a wild angel



Cabin fever nearly drove us insane

When the snow fell on us last December

Look at me girl, I don't feel the same

Now those days they've all gone together

You better reach out to me

Girl you better reach out to me



Chorus