Running Free

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

Chorus:

I'm running free yeah, I'm running free

I'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running free

Spent the night in an L. A. jail

And listened to the sirens wail

They ain't got a thing on me

I'm running wild, I'm running free

Chorus

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