On the street where you live girls talk about their social lives 
They're made of lipstick, plastic and paint, a touch of sable in their eyes 
All your life all you've asked when's your daddy gonna talk to you 
You were livin' in another world tryin' to get your message through. 

No one heard a single word you said. 
They should have seen it in your eyes 
What was going 'round your head 

Ooh, she's a little runaway. 
Daddys girl learned fast 
All those things he couldnt say. 
Ooh, she's a little runaway. 

Well, looky here, looky here
Ah, what do we have?
Another pretty thang waitin' for me to grab

But little does he know
That I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
'Cause at the end of the night
It is him I'll be holding

I love you so
That's what you'll say
You'll tell me
Baby, baby, please don't go away
But when I play, I never stay

So every boy that I meet, yeah,
This is what I say:

Run, run, runaway, runaway, baby
Before I put my spell on you
You better get, get, getaway, getaway, darling
'Cause everything you heard is true
Your poor little heart will end up alone
'Cause what knows I'm a rolling stone
So you better run, run, runaway, runaway, baby

See I ain't try to hurt you, baby
No, no, no, I just wanna work you, baby, yo, yo
See I ain't try to hurt you, baby
No, no, no, I just wanna work you, baby

If you scared you better run
You better run, you better run
You better, you better, you better

Run, run, runaway, runaway, baby
Before I put my spell on you
You better get, get, getaway, getaway, darling
'Cause everything you heard is true
Your poor little heart will end up alone
'Cause what knows I'm a rolling stone
So you better run, run, runaway, runaway, baby

(Bon Jovi, Bruno Mars)

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