Karaoké Born to Run Frankie Goes to Hollywood

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In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American Dream

At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines

Sprung from cages on Highway Nine

Chrome-wheeled, fuel-injected and steppin' out over the line

Oh, baby this town rips the bones from your back

It's a death trap it's a suicide rap

We gotta get out while we're young

'Cos tramps like us baby we were born to run

Wendy, let me in

I wanna be your friend

I wanna guide your dreams and visions

Just wrap your legs around these velvet hips and strap your hands across my engines

Together we could break this trap

We'll run 'till we drop baby, we'll never go back

Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire? 'cos baby I'm a scared and lonely rider

And I've gotta know how it feels

I want to know if love is wild

I want to know that love is real

All that to ride

Ooh

Beyond the palace semi-powered drones scream down the boulevard

Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors and the boys try to look so hard

The amusement park rises bold and stark as kids are huddled on the beach in a mist

I wanna die with you, Wendy on the streets tonight in an everlasting kiss, uh

Uh, uh, uh

Highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last-chance power drive

Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place left to hide

Together, Wendy we can live with the sadness

I'll love you with all the madness in my soul

Oh, someday girl

I don't know when we'll get to the place that we really want to go

And we'll walk in the sun but 'till then baby, we were born to run

Baby, we were born to run

Tramps like us baby, we were born to run

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Yes, born to run