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Born To Run
Bruce Springsteen
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 9
ChromeAnd 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
'Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend
I wanna guard your dreams and visions
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims
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
'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta know how it feels
I wanna know if your love is wild
Scream down the boulevard
Baby, I wanna know if love is real
And the boys try to look so hard
Beyond the place hemiGirls comb their hair in review mirrors
And kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
The amusement park rises bold and stark
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss
One, two, three, four
On a lastHighway's jammed with broken heroes
Everybody's out on the road tonight but
There's no place left to hide
Together Wendy we can live with the sadness
We're gonna get to that place where really wanna go
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh, someday girl I don't know when
And we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Tramps like us, baby we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us
Baby we were born to run
Whoa, ooh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ooh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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