Running Free lyrics by Year Long Disaster. Okay 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...
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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
I'm running free yeah, I'm running free
I'm running free yeah, oh I'm running free
Spent the night in an LA jail
And listened to the sirens wail
They ain't got a thing on me
I'm running wild, I'm running free
Puller here at the bottle top
Whiskey, dancing, disco hop
Now all the boys are after me
And that's the way it's gonna be
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