Runaway Boys - Brian Setzer

Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,

Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born,

Throw your clothes into a duffle bag

Shoutin' as ya slam the door home is a drag

Who can I turn to and where can I stay?

I heard a place is open all night and all day

There’s a place you can go where the cops don’t know

You can act real wild they don’t treat you like a child

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Your hair’s all greasy and you feel like a slob,

You’re only fifteen and you can’t get a job,

Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games

Losing all your quarters, man it’s always the same

Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy,

Slip into the alley with the

Runaway boys

Runnin' faster, faster all the time

You’re under age and God knows, that’s a crime !

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