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I' ve been sitting here for many days now |
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They' ve been looking for me for many days too |
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From where I' m sitting |
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I can see their angry faces |
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It' s only a matter of time |
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They' ll be on to me |
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The sirens, helicopters and tings |
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The bloodhounds are on my tail, Oh God |
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Just in minutes |
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They' ll be tearing me apart |
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If I don' t do now |
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What I' ve been doing all my life |
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I' ll be running...all my life |
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Chorus: |
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I' m the running man |
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The fugitive |
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Seeking political asylum is not easy down here/FONT> |
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My father had friends in high places |
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And in low places too |
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Everytime we asked him to stop running |
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We would say |
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"Leave all to me, I' ll make it right" |
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Today he' s gone, I' m still running |
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Coyotes and vultures closing in on me |
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I take it a warning |
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I' ll be running |
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I' ll be running |
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'Cause I can |
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Chorus till fade |
