On The Run

Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah You claim to be my man But you see me when you can Now you want to know If I'm gonna let you go It's hard for you to see What you could have meant to me But a man that's on the run Is a dirty son of a gun Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah You fooled me with your lies Those phoney alibis It's hard to let you go When all the time I know It's hard for you to see What you could have meant to me But a man that's on the run Is a dirty son of a gun Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah You claim to be my man But you see me when you can Now you want to know If I'm gonna let you go It's hard for you to see What you could have meant to me But a man that's on the run Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Is a dirty son of a gun Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh-oh