(Wild in the streets, wild in the streets
Wild in the streets, wild in the streets)
Well in the heat of the summer
Gonna call up a plumber
To turn on the steam pump to cool me off
With the newspaper writers
And the big crime fighters
I still need a drugstore to cure my cough
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
You got a fan called Shady
And a Midnight Lady
And two Queen Mary's to beat the band
You better not touch us
You'd best believe us
Your teenage jive is gonna work out a mess
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
Running wild in the streets
Mrs. America tell me how is your favourite son?
Do you really care what he has done?
Made my way across the city now
Me and my suitcase was in my car
All the lights they were laughin' at me
In the spotlight you can see the scar
Our love is on the road to ruins
Falling deeper and deeper
My heart spins a wheel
You've become the ghost of futures past now
You're the nightmare that's in my dreams
You get up to take another blast now
You're the flies in my potions and creams
Our love is on the road to ruins
Falling deeper and deeper
My heart spins a wheel
Give me one more chance to run
Give me one more chance to run
Give me one more chance to run
I wish that I was free as a bird now
Flying so high that I could not come down
I would sing every song you ever heard now
Hit every spot in this one-horse town
Our love is on the road to ruins
Falling deeper and deeper
My heart spins a wheel
Give me one more chance to run
Give me one more chance to run
Give me one more chance to run
Give me one more chance to run (I'm begging you please)
Give me one more chance to run (I'm down on my knees)
Give me one more chance to run
I've rolled and I've rolled round this tumbling old world
I hold on fast to give my love to the girl
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