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Stacey Earle - Weekend Runaways lyrics
We packed up for the weekend One change, t-shirts to sleep in Anything you left behind Exactly now what's on your mind But anything you forgot really couldn't cost a lot Everything now has its place Even the tension on your face All wound up now ready to go We are winding down but it's coming slow Sitting on the edge of our seats Smooth pavement of the city streets Disappear beneath the hood And how about the weather, looks perty good Perty good for an opening line Why I didn't even have to use my mind Prepared with dedication Beware is our destination We are free, we are wild For we are our only child Acting out from our hearts Backing out not from the start Seeking out the good old days We are weekend runaways Heading down the interstate We're achieving the great escape Of the same ol' me the same ol' you Same ol' same ol' nothing new Why shame on me, shame on you Why shame on anything we may do But we won't blame me No, we won't blame you We will blame it on the man in the moon Prepared with dedication Beware is our destination We are free, we are wild Why, we are our only child Acting out from our hearts Backing out not from the start Just seeking out the good old days We are weekend runaways We laughed until we cried We stayed up half the night Told all there was to know Leaving nowhere else to go We said little all the way home I guess we just need a little time alone It's the art of women that can close her mind The heart of of a women that finds the time To put every thing right back in its place Always leaving an open space Just making room for a little bit more When I get home, I gotta run to the store, yeah Prepared with dedication Beware was our destination We were free, we were wild We were our only child Acting out from our hearts Backing out not from the start Just seeking out the good old days We were weekend runaways |
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