Alex Cameron - Runnin' Outta Luck lyrics

There's a light in your hair, an apocalyptic glare We're in love again, we're in love again And it looks just like a comet, fire coming from it Oh baby, let's just sit back and stare We're in love again, we're in love again And I can't stop thinking 'bout it My favorite kind of fever When you tell me not to doubt it, I tell you I believe you I'm a man on a mission, you're a stripper out of luck And we're good in the back seat but we're better up front And there's blood on my knuckles 'cause there's money in the trunk Keep running out of luck, keep running out of luck Now there's cash on a stage, doesn't matter what they paid We're in love again, we're in love again So please don't stand around me When she starts her dancing I'm feeling like I might catch a case We're in love again, I said we're in love again And I can't stop thinking 'bout it She's probably gonna leave you But she tells me not to doubt it And I'm starting to believe her Understand I'm a man on a mission, you're a stripper out of luck And we're good in the back seat but we're better up front And there's blood on my knuckles 'cause there's money in the trunk Keep running out of luck, keep running out of luck In a neon boneyard, raised from the dead We'll bet on forever but we both know the spread And the smoke from your fire's going straight to my head So keep running out of luck, keep running out of luck Where you been? I been in the smoke Oh oh, oh I'm a man on a mission, you're a stripper out of luck And we're good in the back seat but we're better up front And there's blood on my knuckles 'cause there's money in the trunk Keep running out of luck, keep running out of luck In a neon boneyard, raised from the dead We'll bet on forever but we both know the spread And the smoke from your fire's going straight to my head So keep running out of luck, keep running out of... Keep running out of luck