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Runner Runner (Runner Runner) · Runner Runner EP (Runner Runner) · Tonight, Tonight, Tonight (Genesis) · Blade Runner [Original Soundtrack] (Vangelis) · Blade Runner (New American Orchestra) · Road Runner: The Chess Masters 1959-1960 (Bo Diddley) · Runner (Trunk) · Dream Runner (Phenomena) · Long Distance Runner (Motorhomes) · Road Runner: The Chess Masters 1959-1960 (Bo Diddley) – and 90 other albums »


to underrate
Bournemouth sucker
Took away our guiding light 

Bournemouth Runner!
Calendar
Bournemouth Runner!
I'v forgotten the date
Bournemouth Runner
rubber tonight

Joe's solo

Well I'm a road runner honey (beep beep)
Well I'm a road runner honey (beep beep)
Yeah I'm a road runner honey (beep
lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems like yesterday
you’re lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems like
If your lucky you can take her cross the rail road tracks
Where the man in the moon works his magic
On the second runner up of the 4H pageant
Seems
tonight?
Tonight could turn but we're just lovers
But I'll only ever be a middle distance runner

Well my heart is beating hard
And I'm off with a shot
And she was blinded by the light
Oh cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night
Blinded by the light
And she was blinded by the light
Oh
Even marathon runners need to nap
He said he'd have a heart attack
If he didn't lay down
The years went by and he settled down
His house is
forget-me-not whispers, daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Oh cut loose like a deuce, another runner
forget-me-not whispers, daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Oh cut loose like a deuce, another runner
head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, were gonna get out

Tonight, maybe
turning my head out
To see what I'm all about
Keeping my head down
To see what it feels like now
But I have no doubt
One day, we're gonna get out

Tonight
Tonight maybe we're gonna run
Dreaming of the Osaka sun
Oh oh
Dreaming of when the morning comes

They are turning my head out
To see what I'm all
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die

Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all,
ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die

Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all, plus y'all
What's up ma? Is we fuckin' or what?
Haha, trying to say something tonight baby
I know everybody ask their chick this question
In the house, in
?
How many y'all down to die tonight?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight?
Ride or die or ride or die

Ayo, f*** y'all n****s, I crush y'all, rush y'all
?
How many y'all down to die tonight?
How many y'all wanna ride tonight?
Ride or die or ride or die

Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz, I crush y'all, rush
rum up
I'm a find me some new p****, and buy me a Four-Runner

I walk wit a limp, 'cause my nuts heavy
And I like it from tha back so hold your butt
on the radio, got a proposition for those English boys.
I'll make the sing-song you can make the background noise.
One, two, three, four one bar and in.
Give
Karaoke sex we can spend the night together
I made a date with Elvis
While someone does a runner with the group's bread and butter
I heard the colonel
to every single word you ever said
No more crying, to get me through
I keep dancing 'til the morning with somebody new
Tonight I'm getting over you

Tonight
battle between old Smokey and me
But now I got a six-foot Shakespeare me and old CB

Well tonight I got the front door can't always have the rocking
I saw the full face of the menstrual hecate
Four and forty virgins make the form of the gate
It is the key inside me, it is the glyph of the vision
forget-me-not whispers, daddy's within earshot, save the buckshot, turn up the band

And she was blinded by the light
Oh cut loose like a deuce, another runner