Run run runaway, runaway baby Before I put my spell on you You better get get getaway, getaway darling 'Cause everything you heard is true You poor little heart will end up alone 'Cause lord knows I'm a rolling stone So you better run run runaway,

Never mind all the things you heard about me You're never gonna understand it Every time that I've given you the truth It's never made a bit of difference Disappointment takes you Then the doubt, it breaks you It's enough to make you cry Always looking

Get down and dirty I know you heard me (Everybody get down) Yeah, if we only got one night Forget about the world outside Put your hands up real high I'm tasty, delicious, I'm rough around the edges My mind is obsessive, my flex is aggressive Glad I

Careless talk Jealous talk That's what you heard about me That's what I heard about you Everybody's telling lies I don't even know why Why can't people Find something better to do I don't believe what they say

Now everybody they lookin' at me, now they lookin' at me Smokin' and stackin' and countin' up green I think I need me a money machine I heard some fuckboys are plottin' on me Waist 32, .40 tucked in my jeans Won't forget when no one cared about me

I couldn't resist him His eyes were like yours His hair was exactly the shade of brown He's just not as tall, but I couldn't tell It was dark and I was lying down You are everything ' he means nothing to me I can't even remember his name Why're you so

I heard every word you said And trying hard to understand Exactly what it is, you need, from me Baby I apologize I never meant to make you cry But there ain't no doubt, we can work it out yeah Cause I'm gonna be around Don't worry baby

No false hope Now my world is in your hands Send in the congregation Open your eyes, step in the light A jukebox generation Just as you were Well, I met the seventh son He came for everyone The day he heard the lighting in the field

Thank you girl from Broken Bow who shot an arrow through my heart Thank you mama for the roll and Thank you daddy for the rock Most of all, most of all Thank you uncle Dean for teaching me La Bamba on guitar Every no I ever heard Sure feel good to laugh

To the top of the world Without so much as a word That won't happen now That ain't gonna be heard And she's never gonna fly Disappearing every day I wished I was smarter Wished I was stronger