| He had a yen to stay all night
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| He held your face into the light
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| That’s when he could take you out
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| And you should see him on the street
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| He moves so fast it’s like he has no feet
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| I could tell someone 'bout your one and only one
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| You better run baby run better move on it
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| Everybody gets out before they get hit
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| It don’t look good on the face of it
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| But you must get down to the other side
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| He’s looking down the street he heads
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| He sees the light break in his stead
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| He has nowhere left to go
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| He used to be a bigger star
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| He used to drive a different car
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| I could tell someone 'bout his little stolen gun
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| You better run baby run better move on it
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| Everybody gets out before they get hit
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| It don’t look good on the face of it
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| But you must get down to the other side
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| And over your shoulder are the lights of the city
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| You got your red shirt on and you look so pretty — yeah yeah yeah yeahhh
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| Oh I could tell someone 'bout your one and only one
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| Run baby run better move on it
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| Everybody gets out before they get hit
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| It don’t look good on the face of it
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| But you must get down
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| You better run baby run better move on it
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| Everybody gets out before they get hit
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| It don’t look good on the face of it
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| But you must get down
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| Yeah you must get down
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| To the other side |