Title: Born To Run
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Artist: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Born To Run
Author: Bruce Springsteen
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Notices: In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway
American dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide
machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and 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 want to guard your dreams and visions
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
and strap your hands across my engines
Together we could break this trap
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back
Oh, you walk with me out on the wire
`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider
But I gotta find out how it feels
I want to know if love is wild, baby I want to know if
love is real

Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones
Scream down the boulevard
The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors
And the boys try to look so hard
The amusement park rises bold and stark
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist
I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight
In an everlasting kiss

(One Two Three Four)
Highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last
chance power drive
Everybody's out on the run tonight but there's no place
left to hide
Together Wendy we'll live with the sadness
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul
Oh, Someday girl I don't know when we're gonna get
to that place
Where we really want to go and we'll walk in the sun
But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run
Oh honey, tramps like us baby we were born to run
Come on Wendy, tramps like us we were born to run

Tempo: 144 BPM
Tracks: 11
Instruments:
Bars: 172

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