No band, just me and I'm no performer
Story behind the song
Something about Vicki's lyrics, a little sass maybe, caught my eye and I knew it wouldn't be long before I heard some music.
Lyrics
Your Wild Oats (are making me crazy)
© Vicki Ferloin-Shields/ Ricki E. Bellos
You turned our basement into a man cave
Just a place for you to misbehave
Another Friday night out with your friends
tell me honey when will it end
Your wild oats are making me crazy
Should’ve been sown long before you met me
It’s getting on my nerves
I want the man I deserve, oh baby
Your wild oats are making me crazy
You’ve been actin’ like a spoiled little boy
Always on the prowl for your next toy
I’m tired of the video games you play
On this bed where we still lay
Chorus
I remember great times we had together
Stayed in bed all day loving one another
Just kick those wild oats right out the door
Come here honey I’ll love you some more
Chorus
I will always love you baby
But your wild oats are making me crazy
