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Lyrics by: Bruce Springsteen
# Debut Chart
23 Sep '75 Hot 100


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 on Highway Nine Chrome wheeled, fuel injected And steppin' out over the line, ho Baby, this town rips The bones from your back Its a death trap, its a suicide rap We gotta get out while were young 'Cause tramps like us Baby, we were born to run Yes, girl, we were 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 Cross my engines Together, we could break this trap We'll run till we drop Baby, we'll never go back, ho Will 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 wanna know if love is wild, babe I wanna know if love is real Oh, can you show me Beyond the Palace Hemi-powered drones Scream down the boulevard Girls comb their hair In rearview mirrors And the boys try to look so hard

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The amusement park Rises bold and stark Kids are huddled On the beach in the mist I wanna die with you, Wendy On the street tonight In an everlasting kiss, huh One, two, three, four The 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 can live with the sadness I'll love you with all The madness in my soul, ho Someday girl, I don't know when Were gonna get to that place Where we really wanna 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 with me, tramps like us Baby, we were born to run Whoa, oh, oh, mmmm Oh, oh, oh, oh........


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