| Year: | 1975 |
| Rank: | 115 |
| Duration: | 4:31 |
| Views: | 420K |
In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American
dream
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in
suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin' out over the
line
h-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
We gotta get
out while we're young
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were
born to run
yes, girl we were
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend
I want to guard
your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs 'round these
velvet rims
and strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we
drop, baby we'll never go back
h-Oh, Will you walk with me
out on the wire
`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely
rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I want to know
if love is wild
Babe I want to know if love is real
Oh, can you show me
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the
boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and
stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I
wanna die with you Wendy on the street tonight
In an
everlasting kiss
1-2-3-4!
The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power
drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight
but there's
no place left to hide
Together Wendy we can live with the
sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
h-Oh, Someday girl I don't know when
we're gonna get
to that place
Where we really wanna go
and we'll
walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we
were born to run
Oh honey, tramps like us
baby we were born to run
Come on with me, tramps like us
baby we were born to run
Ru-uh-uh-un
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Uh-uh-uh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ru-uh-uh-uh-un
Mm-mm-mm-mm
Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Ru-uh-uh-un