You got your fingers runnin' through my hair
I got my stereo loud
You're barefoot dancing in your underwear
I bet your daddy'd be proud
But he ain't nowhere around

He said he's never gonna change his mind
Man, won't you leave her alone
I bet one day he's gonna eat his pride
Choking on the bone

When I'm on the Rolling Stone
Yeah, I'm on the Rolling Stone

(Chorus:)
Hey baby, take a run with me, smell that rubber burn
You think your life, is a tragedy feel my motor hum
You think you're headed down a one way track
The only color in your future's black
You wanna leave and never come back around
I'll put that hammer down

Tell me what you gotta lose
You aint got nothing at all
You ain't got nothing that you gotta prove
You aint against the wall
You're just fed up with it all
You're fed up with it all

Chorus




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