Heard it from a friend whoHeard it from a friend whoHeard it from another you been messin' aroundThey say you got a boyfriendYou're out late every weekendThey're talkin' about you and it's bringin' me down
But I know the neighborhoodAnd talk is cheaper when the story is goodAnd the tales grow taller on down the lineBut I'm telling you, babeThat I don't think it's true, babeAnd even if it is, keep this in mind
You take it on the run, babyIf that's the way you want it, babyThen I don't want you aroundI don't believe itNot for a minuteYou're under the gunSo you take it on the run
You're thinking up your white liesYou're putting on your bedroom eyesYou say you're coming home, but you won't say whenBut I can feel it comingIf you leave tonight, keep runningAnd you need never look back again
You take it on the run, babyIf that's the way you want it, babyThen I don't want you aroundI don't believe itNot for a minuteYou're under the gunSo you take it on the run
Take it on the run, babyIf that's the way you want it, babyThen I don't want you aroundI don't believe itNot for a minuteYou're under the gunSo you take it on the run
Take it on the run, babyIf that's the way you want it, babyThen I don't want you aroundI don't believe itNot for a minuteYou're under the gunSo you take it on the run
Heard it from a friend whoHeard it from a friend whoHeard it from another you been messin' around