Heard it from a friend whoHeard it from another you been messin’ aroundThey say you got a boyfriendYou’re out late every weekendThey’re talkin’ about you and it’s bringin’ me down
But I know the neighborhoodAnd talk is cheaper when the story is goodAnd the tales grow taller on down the lineBut I’m telling you, babeThat I don’t think it’s true, babeAnd even if it is, keep this in mind
You’re thinking up your white liesYou’re putting on your bedroom eyesYou say you’re coming home but you won’t say whenBut I can feel it comingIf you leave tonight, keep runningAnd you need never look back again
You take it on the run, babyIf that’s the way you want it, babyThen I don’t want you aroundI don’t believe itNot for a minuteYou’re under the gunSo you take it on the run
Take it on the run baby
So take it on The Run
