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like
just like Lita Ford
I wish I could play like
just like Lita Ford
she is a fox
she's not in the Runaways anymore
She was once going
with
up
Used to living free as a bird, but now I'm laid up
Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on
How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?
She ride
[Performed by Lita Ford]
Went to a party last Saturday night, didn't get laid I got in a fight. uh-huh, it ain't no big thing. Late for my job
the reflection
Of the fire in your eyes
As you're staring at the sun

When I ran I didn't feel like a runaway
When I escaped I didn't feel like I got away
There's
A smokin', long black Cadillac; the engine's winding down
He parked it up on the sidewalk like he owned the whole damn town.
I saw him talking
stuff you have to find
A beer will relax my mind but I still pack my nine
Cause I'm aware of all evil and devilishment
Because I'm living in a rat like
I can still remember when
Grandpa died and our ship came in
Daddy said he left momma and him more money than we'd ever seen
And just like that we
You will see, your time has come
But you cannot take so long
Don't let them make your spirt desappear

You are a runaway
Living day by day
Being
of the wheels
A fighter in a boxing ring 
Takes the final blow
Opponent's on the canvas 
Lost by t.k.o.

Dead on 
In a head-on collision
Dead on 
Like
is
It the one that you've just dropped
And you'll reply by saying "of course"
Or in as many words "get lost"

I've never been successful
I mean
insepted by
Reality so all we see is
Created by electron waves
That flow out of a living screen
The truth is portrayted just like a show
Where hate rules all
Wooooooah

My bags are packed from the day I was born
I knew there was something I was living for
I found my place in a runaway car
And I never
the van.

In Germany the autobahn, 'twas like the Long Mile Road
There was every make of car and van all carrying the full load
Ford Transits and Hiaces
Whoah oh

My bags were packed from the day I was born
I knew there was something I was living for
I found my place in a runaway car and I never
Mary Alice had a baby and he looked just like I did
We got married on a Monday and I been working ever since
Every week down at the Ford Plant but
Mary Alice had a baby and he looked just like I did
We got married on a Monday and I been working ever since
Every week down at the Ford Plant but
caged, enraged though
Used the underground railroad like a runaway slave
Broke off the chains still runway fresh
Got you on that mental plane with my
important arrived breathing, something you should probably try feeding
When they as how you, living you, tell em you, living like, something important died
pension I saved
So it should be gone by the end of the day

Yeah the power's out
Is there no luck in sight?
Yeah the power's out
Hope it's just for
fly by
I was living good
Braided up
Hundred stacks
Papercuts
Baby girl ass so fat
She 'bout to give it up
It never fails
Heads or tails
When
with you, forever"

Yo, yo, yo
I be the fatal flyin', I'm like NATO flyin'
Over your country and droppin' down forty tons of iron
Filled with
just contemplate
Shoutout to those who can relate
And even though it gets hard I know my fate
With my train of thought racing like a runaway freight
looking at these paintings
Man, this La Quinta is looking like a scene from No Country
Thinking about death, God, love, and nothing
Cicadas humming
Well, there was this movie I seen one time
About a man riding 'cross the desert and it starred Gregory Peck
He was shot down by a hungry kid trying
Dropping the bomb, by remote
Load up the cavalry's, no salaries, the keys
The life's memories, strife bringing the thieves
Cut the heads off, hide in