Pumping iron to country music
In a motel on the edge of town
Saving all my money, staying out of trouble
But I'm heading for the lost and found
There's no need to hide 'cause I've got no pride
And I've got no stand to take
Just waiting for somebody to tell me that it's over
Hoping that my will don't break
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
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Jumping wires in a Chevy engine
Getting ready if I have to run
Waiting for her daddy, thinking of his daughter
Feeling like I'm nobody's son
I pump, and I strain 'til I feel the pain
That keeps my soul alive
I couldn't really love her, I couldn't really save her
No, I couldn't even help her survive
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
Run, run, run, Daddy's got a gun
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
Saw you in the alley, and he knows what you've done
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Run, Run, Run was written by Kash Monet & Phil Grande & Charlie Midnight.
Run, Run, Run was produced by Kash Monet.