| Betty’s got a problem
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| And she don’t know where to turn
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| She’s got this big ambition
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| But she doesn’t seem to learn
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| She needs some love and affection
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| She just changes her direction
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| She’s always had it easy
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| But she never thought it was
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| The boy that she’s been pleasing
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| Prays that he’s the only one
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| So she’ll walk the streets of Miami
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| Just to keep her kid and candy
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| Gotta runaway, but don’t know where to go
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| Says she’ll run away, that’s all been a show
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| Gotta Runaway, does a runaway
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| Runaway, hey!
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| She talks of being happy
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| As the tears roll down her face
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| She swears that she’ll be laughing
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| When she finds a better place
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| 'Til then it’s paper roses
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| As her bank account, she closes
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| Gotta runaway, but don’t know where to go
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| Says she’ll run away, that’s all been a show
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| Gotta Runaway, does a runaway
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| Runaway, hey!
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| Runaway, hey! |