Runaway Boys Songtext
von Brian Setzer and The Nashvillains

Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born,
Throw your clothes into a duffle bag
Shoutin′ as ya slam the door home is a drag
Who can I turn to and where can I stay?
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There's a place you can go where the cops don′t know
You can act real wild they don't treat you like a child
Runaway boys
Your hair's all greasy and you feel like a slob, You′re only fifteen and you can′t get a job,
Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games
Losing all your quarters, man it's always the same
Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy,
Slip into the alley with the
Runaway boys
Runnin′ faster, faster all the time
You're under age and God knows, that′s a crime!
Runaway boys