Just sixteen, a pickup truck
Out of money, out of luck
I've got nowhere to call my own,
Hit the gas, and here I go
Chorus:
I'm running free, yeah
I'm running free
I'm running free, yeah
Oh, I'm running free
Spent the night in an L.A jail
Listenen'd to the sirens wail
They ain't got a thing on me
I'm running wild, I'm running free
Chorus
Pulled her at the Bottle Top
Whiskey, dancing, disco hop
Now all the boys are after me,
And that's the way it's gonna be
Chorus
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