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born to run - something for kate
in the day we sweat it out
on the streets of a runaway
american dream
at night we ride through mansions
of glory in suicide machines
sprung from cages out on highway 9,
chrome wheeled, fuel injected
and steppin out over the line
baby this town rips
the bones from your back
its a death trap, it's a suicide rap
we gotta get out while we're young
'cause tramps like us,
baby we were born to run
wendy let me in
i wanna be your friend
i want to guard your dreams and visions
just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
together we could break this trap
we'll run till we drop,
baby we'll never go back
will you walk with me out on the wire
'cause baby
i'm just a scared and lonely rider
but i gotta find out how it feels
i want to know if love is wild,
girl i want to know if love is real
oh yes i do
beyond the palace hemi-powered drones
scream down the boulevard
the girls comb their hair
in rearview mirrors
and the boys try to look so hard
the amusement park rises bold and stark
kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
i wanna die with you wendy
on the streets tonight
in an everlasting kiss
the highways jammed with broken heroes
on a last chance power drive
everyone's out on the run tonight
but there's no place left to hide
together wendy we'll live with the sadness
i'll love you with all the madness in my soul
someday girl i don't know
when were gonna get to that place
where we really want to go
and well walk in the sun
but till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run
tramps like us
baby we were born to run
oh honey tramps like us
baby we were born to run