Here they come now, gotta lay low She never knew my name, least not the one my daddy gave me I took off the way I came, moonlight reflectin' off the road She didn't want my story, so I didn't have to lie If I loved her it was only for a night Livin' life

Suena el bajo Suena el bajo, pa La que conmigo es a fuego Loca con el rebuleo Mi gata gangster, sin miedo Y campea por lo de ella porque sabe que la velo (Los Homerunners) (Don, Don!)

Janie's got a gun Her dog day's just begun Now everybody is on the run What did her daddy do? Dumb, dumb, dumb, honey what have you done? Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Run away, run away, run, run away Dumb, dumb,

I don't lie Without an alibi I ain't lyin' I told my dyin' daddy That I had to run away Looked him in the eyes Said, "there ain't no other way" So woman, if I tell you that I love you, be ok 'Cause I ain't lyin'

The weekend sits on my hillbilly world You better be ready when the sun goes down I'm a hayseed And a plow boy I'm a farm kid And a cowboy I'm a roughneck My daddy was a roughneck too I run around with hillbilly girls

Who's your daddy, who's your baby? Don't you sweat it Everything is waiting inside for you Who's your buddy, who's your friend? And who's the one guy that you come runnin' to I got the money if you got the honey Let's cut a deal let's make a plan Who's

I was watchin’ cartoons on a Saturday morning And I heard daddy start the truck I came runnin’ from the house and waved him down 'Cause he was makin’ a run to the dump We watched the Bears and licked ice cream cones Take a little walk around I’ll never

Daddy can you hear the devil drawing near Like a bullet from a gun, run daddy run Run Daddy run, run daddy run All the songs you used to sing to me Would rock birds to sleep I need you now so please somehow Put rockets on your feet (oh oh oh oh) Saw that

Wraaa Everybody get the fuck up Though many have come There will never be another one Wraaa Daddy gonna pop that trunk Yeah, battle ship sunk, throwing dirt rock chunks Sling shot rocks broke no money lumps Looking up too D boys with the pretty dunks

I'm a product of the tube and the free lunch Living room, watching old reruns This one's for all the little dreamers And who cares your daddy couldn't be here? Don't stop now, keep dreaming And the ones who never gave a fuck Mama always kept the cable on