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When I hit the ground, I was on the run I was born, the seventh son I came up fast, just wanting more Always running from the law My father said, now slow down son Life for you has just begun A little bit of what you fancy always does you good (*) A little bit of what you fancy always does you good Don't stop me now, I'm running wild I've always been a restless child I was born to rock and roll Mmm, it's in my soul I've got my Ford, she's long and black Who needs a fucking Cadillac (Repeat *) I sleep all day and I'm up all night I don't get paid, but that's alright Don't put me down, I've had enough I'll stand and fight When I hit the ground, I was on the run I was born the seventh son (Repeat *) |
