I was talking to Chuck in his Genghis Khan suit

And his wizard's hat

He spoke of his movie

And how he was making 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 leave notes

Then we spoke of Loraine

Always back to Lorraine

I was speaking to Bill

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 of the movies and verse

And the way an actress held her purse

And the way life at times can get worse

Then we spoke of Loraine

Always back to Lorraine

Ah she's a wild child

And nobody can get at her

She's a wild child oh

And nobody can get to her

Sleeping out on the street

Oh living all alone

Without a house or a home

And then she asked you please

Hey baby can I have some spare change

Oh can I break your heart

She's a wild child she's a wild child

I was talking to Betty about her auditions

How they made her i'll

But life in the theater is certainly fraught

With many spills and chills

But she'd come down after some wine

Which is what happens most of the time

Then we sat and both spoke in rhymes

Till we spoke of Loraine

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 shared a piece of 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

She's a wild child oh and nobody can get at her

She's a wild child oh and nobody can get to her

Sleeping out on the street oh living all alone

Without a house or a home

And then she asked you please

Oh baby can I have some spare change

Now can I break your heart

She's a wild child she's a wild child