Rebel Run

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Gasolin' - Tommy Petersen / Dan Beck

Now let me tell you about New York nights
and L.A. days
Chigaco, works, and very good place
I'm loving' it, how do you get to the street
I'm rackin' my brains, packin' my heat

Rebel run, you're the one
Huh, huh, huh!

Beggin' meals, car and you're makin' a charge
Silly your soul and mine, it's all strange
Got greedy, goods of blond boody miss
Got a big nest morning, and gonna get kissed

Rebel run, you're the one
Huh, huh, huh!

But I've got, I've got to run
I thought I had a shot, I've got to run
Tried to bite the bullet but I bought the gun
Tried to bite the bullet but I bought the gun
Got a gun, got a gun, 'cause I'm the one.
I'm the one
I gotta run, gotta run, run, run, run
Run like the devil on the very last day

Hey, hey, hey
If you can't play, you better get away
Run, run, run, you're the one
You'd better be, got the gun

Well, I was tending the bar in Coconut Beach
Just outside the window, before he could reach
Raced through the town in a hot Wolkswagen
Well he had the revenue smuggled back to
Copenhagen
Run run hey hey hey
If you can't take you better get away
Rebel run,
You're the one
Huh, huh, huh!