| @KMIDI KARAOKE FILE@LENGL@TTitle: Born To Run@TArtist: Bruce Springsteen@TSequenced by: John B. Taylor
In the day we sweat it out
on the streets of a runaway
American dream
At night we ride through
mansions of glory
in suicide machines
Sprung from cages
out on highway 9,
chrome wheeled, fuel injected
and steppin' out over the line
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
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
The 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 streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
Huh!
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
Oh, someday girl
I don't know when
we're gonna get to that place
where we really want to go
and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us
baby we were born to run
Ah, honey, tramps like us,
baby we were born to run
Come on, Wendy,
tramps like us,
baby we were born to run
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