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In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream |
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At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines |
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Sprung from cages out on highway 9, |
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Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the line |
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h-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back |
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It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap |
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We gotta get out while we're young |
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`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run |
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yes, girl we were |
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Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend |
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I want to guard your dreams and visions |
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Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims |
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and strap your hands 'cross my engines |
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Together we could break this trap |
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We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back |
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h-Oh, Will you walk with me out on the wire |
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`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider |
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But I gotta know how it feels |
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I want to know if love is wild |
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Babe I want to know if love is real |
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Oh, can you show me |
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Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard |
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Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors |
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And the boys try to look so hard |
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The amusement park rises bold and stark |
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Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist |
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I wanna die with you Wendy on the street tonight |
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In an everlasting kiss |
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1-2-3-4! |
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The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive |
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Everybody's out on the run tonight |
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but there's no place left to hide |
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Together Wendy we can live with the sadness |
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I'll love you with all the madness in my soul |
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h-Oh, Someday girl I don't know when |
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we're gonna get to that place |
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Where we really wanna go |
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and we'll walk in the sun |
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But till then tramps like us |
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baby we were born to run |
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Oh honey, tramps like us |
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baby we were born to run |
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Come on with me, tramps like us |
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baby we were born to run |
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Ru-uh-uh-un |
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Mm-mm-mm-mm |
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Uh-uh-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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Ru-uh-uh-uh-un |
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Mm-mm-mm-mm |
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh |
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Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh |
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Ru-uh-uh-un |
