Now you on the run son, Since 1981 You went and did some things, And spoiled the fun Yeah, you got the FBI, They ain't on your side Yeah you're caught foolin' friend, With a senator's wife Oh I don't need it, Well no one does Just sit on this groove and chew, As the heat grew and grew; A life of taking Love,
She fit like a glove And in due time, Yeah I'll be there Well hello Harmony, Whatcha doin' for free? Yeah get on your knees you freak, And please please me A life of solitude, Yeah, one with me, no you Life on the run son, It's all you knew And I don't need it, No, no one does