Line-up:

Drums: Charlie Watts
Bass: Darryl Jones
Electric guitars: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards & Ron Wood (incl. solo)
Lead vocal: Mick Jagger
Background vocals: Mick Jagger, Keith Richards, Bernard Fowler & Ivan Neville
Organ: Chuck Leavell
Percussion: Phil Jones
 

You whipped me, I'm hurting
Abused me for certain
And slavery should not exist
Is this what I get? A poison kiss?

Without you, I'm dead meat
I'm a raggedy dog dying in the streets
Of a God-forsaken shanty town
Where gangs of children are hunted down

And I go wild when you're in my face
I go wild when I taste your taste
I go wild, I go insane
I get sick, somebody stop this pain

You left me, I'm brain dead
I'm feeling nothing strapped to my bed
On life support, tubes in my nose
Tubes in my arms shot full of holes

And I go wild when you're in my face
I go wild when I taste your taste
I go wild and act like a goat
And I get sick, lumps in my throat

I go wild

I go crazy, I go insane
I get sick, somebody stop this pain

And the doctor says "You'll be okay
And if you'd only stay away
From femmes fatales and dirty bitches
And daylight drabs and nighttime witches

And working girls and blue stockings
And dance hall babes and body poppers
And waitresses with broken noses, checkout girls striking poses
Politicians' garish wives with alcoholic cunts like knives"

I go wild when you're in my face
I'm entranced in a state of grace
I go wild when you treat me bad
I go wild, raving mad

I go wild for you
 
 

TrackTalk

I Go Wild is pretty much all Mick's (composition). Our input there is musical.

I Go Wild, I suppose, is the one I play (guitar) on most. I mean, I just created it on guitar with Charlie, as a groove. And we more or less had the whole song down before we took it to anyone else.

On I Go Wild I'm playing this red Kramer that really did sound amazingly chunky and funky, and it gave me a really nasty vibe to write the song. The sound will help you, and the instrument and the tuning and so on.

Waitresses with broken noses - that's Ronnie Wood's specialty. He knew every waitress in Dublin, and so I thought I'd put that line in for him. I like that song. I really got into the lyrics on that one. One of the wordy ones.

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