Runaway

A different line every night guaranteed to blow your mind.

See you out on the streets, call me for a wild time.

So you sit home alone 'cause there's nothing left that you can do.

There's only pictures hung in the shadows left there to look at you.

You know she likes the lights at nights on the neon Broadway signs

She don't really mind,

it's only love she hoped to find.

Ooh, she's a little runaway.

Daddy's girl learned fast

all those things he couldn't say.

Ooh, she's a little runaway.

El primer tema de rock del que soy consciente, el primer disco que me compré. Han pasado mil años. La canción perfecta para la entrada número 100