(Music: Rudolf Schenker, Lyrics: Klaus Meine)

Don't hear the phone that rings

I know the fever's coming

God knows what life will bring

This Sunday morning (Sunday Morning) without a warning



Don't hear the neighbour scream

He thinks my house is burning

Well, life is good to me

This Sunday morning (yeah)



She's a wild child

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She's a wild child

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain



Don't hear the backdoor crack

Don't see the cops are coming back

It's burnin' in my bed

This Sunday morning (yeah)



She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain



She's on fire

She's on fire

She's on fire



She's a wild child

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She's a wild child

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain



She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain



She's a wild child

She's a wild child



Yeah



She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And her l-l-love turns a man insane

She's a wild child (she's a wild child)

And the love she makes rocks the mind off my brain