[Originally by Bruce Springsteen]



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

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 wraps 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

Will you walk with me out on the wire

'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider

But I gotta know how it feels

I want to know if your love is wild

Girl 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 on a mist

I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight

In an everlasting kiss



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

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