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The Runaways Album



1978
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(Earl Slick/Tonio K)

Let's talk about women
Let's talk about love
Let's talk about bitchin'
And the comin' I've done
I live for the weekend
It's part of the script
You pray for an angel
Well, hey this is it

You can dress me in ribbons
You can tie me in knots
You get out the camera
Provocative shots
You do what you want to
Let's see what you've got
And if I don't like it
I'll just tell you to stop

She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
A two two caliber bore
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
You caught me dreamin' before
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
I'm young and easily bored
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night) And you know I'm kinda special And you know that you'll be back for more

You want to respect me
How long will that last
You want to protect me
I don't need it you jerk
I'm lookin' for action
I'm hungry and hot
You want to know why
That's easy why not

She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
A two two caliber bore
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
I saved my acceptable score
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
I'm young and easily bored
She's a Saturday night special (Saturday night)
And you know I'm kinda special
And I know that you'll be back for more

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night
Yeah, yeah, yeah, Saturday night

. . .


Ooh I need your love babe
I guess you know it's true
Hope you need my love babe
Just like I need you

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothin' but love babe
Eight days a week

Eight days a week
I love you
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care

Ooh I need your love babe
Guess you know it's true
Hope you need my love babe
Just like I need you

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothin' but love babe
Eight days a week

Eight days a week
I love you
Eight days a week
Is not enough to show I care

I love you ev'ry day babe
You're always on my mind
One thing I can say babe
I love you all the time

Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothin' but love babe
Eight days a week

Eight days a week, eight days a week, eight days a week

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(J. Lea/N. Holder)

I don't want to drink my whiskey like you do
I don't need to spend my money but still do
Don't stop now, come on
Another drop now, come on
I wanna lot now, so come on
That's right, that's right

I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now

You told me, fool fire water won't hurt me
You tease me, and everybody deserts me
Don't stop now, come on
Another drop now, come on
I wanna lot now, so come on
That's right, that's right

I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now

I don't want to drink my whiskey, but still do
I don't need to spend my money but still do
Don't stop now, come on
Another drop now, come on
I wanna lot now, so come on
That's right, that's right

I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now
I said mama but weer all crazee now

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(Lita Ford)

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

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(Sandy West)

I look for your face in every crowd
I know you're with me in every town
I still can feel you a thousand miles away
I got no doubt this magic will stay

Right now, I wanna be with you
Right now, I wanna feel you and touch you
Right now, I gotta see you just one more time
Right now, I wanna lay with you
Right now, I wanna reach out and hold you
Right now, I gotta play with you one more time

I look in you eyes and see my heart
I touch your hand and I know we can't part
My feelings for you keep going on strong
I know with you there is no wrong

Right now, I wanna be with you
Right now, I wanna feel you and touch you
Right now, I gotta see you just one more time
Right now, I wanna lay with you
Right now, I wanna reach out and hold you
Right now, I gotta play with you one more time

Right now
Right now
Right now

All of those good times when we're at play
There's so much inside me there's so much to say
It's only for me and I know my place
People know you put a smile on my face

Right now, I wanna be with you
Right now, I wanna feel you and touch you
Right now, I gotta see you just one more time

Right now, I wanna be with you
Right now, I wanna reach out and hold
Right now, I gotta play with you one more time

Right now, I wanna be with you
Right now, I wanna feel you and touch you
Right now, I gotta see you just one more time

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(Joan Jett)

I think the Russian's got a weather machine
I think they're planning a takeover scheme
Doin' a good job on our countryside
They want to be our friends, but it's an obvious lie

They buried New York and they drowned L.A.
Sometimes I wonder if I'll see the next day
I know the Russian's are behind this shit
No ones goin' to know it until it's too late

Takeover they're taking over
How long till they get everyone
Takeover they're taking over
How can we be so dumb

They asked us for our help to rip China down
They want to rule every city want to rule every town
I can't stand the thought of what might happen to us
I get so confused I don't know who I can trust

Takeover they're taking over
How long till they get everyone
Takeover they're taking over
How can we be so dumb

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(Joan Jett)

My buddy and me don't want to be like the rest so don't make us
My buddy and me we're so crazy no one can take us
We take everything we do in stride
We won't conform society don't take our side

My buddy and me don't care what you think you can shove it
My buddy and me have to be on our own and that's final
Don't try to stick us in no mold
Cause we won't fit, no matter what we're told

We wanna be alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you

Leave us alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you

My buddy and me we say it's do or die we believe it
My buddy and me we're made of good stuff won't take shit
We gotta do what we feel is best
We think you're confused we're not like the rest

We wanna be alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you
Leave us alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you

My buddy and me don't want to be like the rest so don't make us
My buddy and me we're so crazy no one can take us
We take everything we do in stride
We won't conform society don't take our side

We wanna be alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you
Leave us alone
We won't get down on our knees
And neither should you

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(Lita Ford)

I can't stand it
I got to break lose somehow
When this boat starts rockin'
And people keep knockin' on my door

I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run away from here

Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night
Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night

You make my heart sting
Burning like it's on fire
You've got me wanting
More from you in every way

I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run away from here

Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night
Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night

When I see you each day
I just want to run and hide
But you follow me round
Like like a shadow upon the ground

I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run run run run away from here
I want to run away from here

Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night
Little lost girls
Little lost girls in the night

. . .


(Steve Jones)

Ooh,
Well, he's all geared up, walkin' down the street
I can see the slime, drippin' down his sleeve
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Ooh,
Well, it's late at night, and I'm all alone
I can hear the boots gettin' near her home
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, he's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should have asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather

You can try to hide, you know you won't get far
You let him in, and you'll start again
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do

Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather

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