The Runaways C’mon

Don’t turn away, I know you feel it

If you want me love, you don’t have to steal it

Your eyes they beg

The tears you fashion up

Gonna get involved in the nature of love

C’mon, C’mon

You know you make me want you

C’mon, oh c’mon

It’s getting late, we made a start now

I can’t talk about that love anyhow

Your eyes are wide, your body’s shakin’

I got the hives my soul is achin’

C’mon, C’mon

You know you make me want you

C’mon, oh c’mon

Hot throat, to race this love I have

You’re one of a kind, don’t want no other

Love is your thing you keep my style

Clean me out with an easy smile

C’mon, C’mon

You know you make me want you

C’mon, oh c’mon

The Runaways Little Sister

Little Sister on your rollerskates

It’s Friday nite an’ you got a date

Right in front of the Watergate.

But now he’s gone ’cause you’re too late

It’s too late to be a kid in love

It’s too late to be a kid in love

We’re the kids in hate

Little sister you’re sure lookin’ great

You hope someday you’ll be playmate

Well why did you wait

Your chance is gone an’ now you’re too late

It’s too late to be a kid in love

It’s too late to be a kid in love

We’re the kids in hate

Little sister don’t you be so straight

Let your old folks call ya jailbait

This mean world it belongs to us

It can be yours so don’t hesitate(c’mon)

It’s too late to be a kid in love

It’s too late to be a kid in love

We’re the kids in hate

The Runaways Rock-N-Roll

(It’s all right)

(It’s all right)

(It’s all right)

(It’s all right)

All right!

Whoo!

Ginni said when she was five years old

You know there’s nothing going down at all

She turned on that radio

And there was nothing happenin’ at all

She turned on that LA station

Couldn’t believe what she heard at all

She started dancing to that fine fine music

Her life was saved by rock and roll

Despite all the complications

You could just dance to that rock and roll station

And it was all right (it’s all right)

It was all right (it’s all right)

It was all right (it’s all right)

Yeah, it was all right (it’s all right)

You betcha

Whoo!

Ginni said when she was five years old

You know our parents will be the death of us all

Two TV sets and two Cadillac cars

Well they don’t mean nothin’ at all

She turned on that LA station

Couldn’t believe what she heard at all

She started dancin’ to that fine fine music

Her life was saved by rock and roll

Despite all the complications

You could just dance to that rock and roll station

And it was all right (it’s all right)

Said it was all right (it’s all right)

Said it was all right (it’s all right)

It was all right, (it’s all right)

All right!

Whoo!

Ow!

Despite all the complications

You could just dance to that rock and roll station

And it was all right (it’s all right)

And it was all right (it’s all right)

And it was all right (it’s all right)

Yeah, it was all right, (it’s all right)

Said it was all right!

The Runaways I’m A Million

Mother and father came from New York City

Working their life away

Know they’ll give me anything

That a little girl needs to make my life pretty

Seen you before but you’re making me sore

But I’m trying not to make a sound

Couldn’t help notice you were wanting me

You said I can help you make your life pretty

Oh, baby I’m a million, oh yeah

Oh, baby I’m a million

You like to mess around with your favorite guns

I hope you blow yourself to hell

Cause I’ve the need honey I got the greed

Just to make my life a little more pretty

Oh, baby I’m a million, oh yeah

Oh, baby I’m a million

The Runaways I Love Playing With Fire

My one and only shining star said

Stick with me and I’ll take you far

Your eyes are sparkling with teenage fire

I’ll satisfy your mad desires cause

I love playing with fire

And I don’t wanna get burned

I love playing with fire

And I don’t think I’ll ever learn

My heart is aching to see you play

And I can’t wait till another day

The way you shake me is really hot

You know how to use what you got

I love playing with fire

And I don’t wanna get burned

I love playing with fire

And I don’t think I’ll ever learn

Acting tough with looks that kill

You got me going and I can’t stand still

My arms are dying to hold ya tight

You’re my little dark dynamite you know

I love playing with fire

And I don’t wanna get burned

I love playing with fire

And I don’t think I’ll ever learn

The Runaways Born To Be Bad

Bodies without minds

I hear you’re the one with the bleeding heart

Blue and bittersweet

You tear my dreams apart

Cause I was born to be bad

I’m not sad

And I’m glad I did it

Born to be bad

I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it

The damned don’t cry

Cry out when they’re betrayed

Bodies slam they scream

As the keynotes fade

Cause I was born to be bad

I’m not sad

And I’m glad I did it

Born to be bad

I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it

I called my mother from Hollywood the other day

And I said “Mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band

And I won’t be coming home no more”

You know what she did?

She started crying and weeping and whimpering like all mothers do

She woke up my father and told him about it and he said

“There ain’t a damn thing we can do, that’s the way she is

Hey, you know she was just born to be bad”

I want you to bring me his ears

To satisfy my mad desires

And if he bites the dust

We’ll just have to miss my fire

Cause I was born to be bad

I’m not sad

And I’m glad I did it

Born to be bad

I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it

The Runaways Johnny Guitar

I got myself a bad lover

His name is Johnny Guitar lookout

Go for it Johnny

All night long

Go for it Johnny

That’s where I’m coming from

My fingers roll his body

Making him scream

And I’m lost in a metal dream

Go for it Johnny

All night long

Go for it Johnny

That’s where I’m coming from

Hot hands on his wet neck

I’m a hunter he’s my gun

Go for it Johnny

All night long

Go for it Johnny

That’s where I’m coming from

The Runaways Fantasies

Night visions of fantasies

Are laying in bed with me

In the dark I can see you smiling

You touch my body and set my soul on fire

Oh yeh

I can see morning light

The sun is rising, shining in your eyes

Suddenly you’re gone

And I’m left here all alone

Oh yeh

Am I dreaming?

Were you really here?

Is it just a fantasy?

Or am I dreaming

Oh yeh

Am I dreaming?

Were you really here?

Is it just a fantasy?

Or am I dreaming

Oh yeh

I know you’re here

I can feel your presence

And that sound you’re making

It’s getting me so hot

Oh yeh

Am I dreaming?

Were you really here?

Is it just a fantasy?

Or am I dreaming

Oh yeh

The Runaways Don’t Abuse Me

Before I was in

A rock n’ roll band

I couldn’t get the time of day

Now I’m doin’ everything I can

I thought I had it made

Strangers drop in

And pretend they’re friends

People I don’t even know

I want you, I need you

It’s so hard to tell

And what you’re really feelin’

Won’t show

Don’t abuse me

Now you listen to what I say

If you’re tryin’ to use me

Why don’t you just go away

You took me around

An’ you showed me the town

I thought you were kind of nice

But if someone stepped in

With more to show

You’d drop me without thinkin’ twice

You tie yourself to my apron strings

Thinkin’ your friends will be impressed

You get your way by bribin’ me

Tellin’ me I’m the best

Don’t abuse me

Now you listen to what I say

If you’re tryin’ to use me

Why don’t you just go away

Who can I trust an’ where can I go

To find someone who truly wants me

Take me for what I am

That’s the way it’s gotta be

Rock n’ roll love you want so bad

Tellin’ everybody you’re mine

But we both know deep down inside

You’re just diggin’ for every dime

The Runaways Strawberry Fields

Let me take you down, ‘cos I’m going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout

Strawberry Fields forever

Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see

It’s getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn’t matter much to me

Let me take you down, ‘cos I’m going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout

Strawberry Fields forever

No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low

That is you can’t you know tune in but it’s all right, that is I think it’s not too bad

Let me take you down, ‘cos I’m going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout

Strawberry Fields forever

Always, no sometimes, think it’s me, but you know I know when it’s a dream

I think I know I mean a “Yes” but it’s all wrong, that is I think I disagree

Let me take you down, ‘cos I’m going to Strawberry Fields

Nothing is real, and nothing to get hungabout

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever

Strawberry Fields forever