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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, RunRun, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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RunYou better make your face up in |
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Your favorite disguise |
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With your button down lips and your |
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Roller blind eyes |
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With your empty smile |
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And your hungry heart |
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Feel the bile rising from your guilty past |
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With your nerves in tatters |
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When the cockleshell shatters |
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And the hammers batter |
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Down the door |
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You'd better run |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, RunRun, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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Run, Run, |
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RunYou better run all day |
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And run all night |
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Keep your dirty feelings |
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Deep inside |
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And if you're taking your girlfriend |
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Out tonight |
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You'd better park the car |
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Well out of sight |
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Cause if they catch you in the back seat |
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Trying to pick her locks |
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They're gonna send you back to mother |
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In a cardboard box |
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You better run"Hey, open up! HaHaHaHaHaaaaaaaaaa |