You got your fingers runnin' through my hair. 
I got my stereo loud. 
You're barefoot dancing in your underwear 
I bet your daddy'd be proud. 
But he ain't no where around 
He said he's never gonna change his mind 
Man, won't you leave her alone 
I bet one day he's gonna eat his pride 
Choking on the bone 
When i'm on the 
Rolling Stone 
Yeah, I'm on the 
Rolling Stone 
Chorus: Hey baby, take a run with me, smell that rubber burn 
You think your life, it is a tragedy, feel my motor hum 
You think you're headed down a one way track 
The only color in your future's black 
You wanna leave and never come back around 
I'll put that hammer down 
Tell me what you gotta lose 
You ain't got nothing at all 
You ain't got nothing tha you gotta prove 
You ain't against the wall 
You're just fed up with it all 
You're fed up with it all 
Repeat Chorus