out with the boys drinking cold beer, fishing, and feeling all right One day he met a girl, said I gotta give her the world His Daddy said, \"Son. Sit down
rat pulls into town, rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear Down Flamingo lane Well, the maximum lawman run down Flamingo
rain (straight up) Girls hold their eyes on the things I say 'Cause they used to catch, throwing down Gs on it We be stroking in the cab, breath on it With the meter still running
you could be replaced But you could have found a better way of lettin' me down Instead of running around with every girl in town I heard you on the phone the other
lady She lives her whole life saying, "Maybe"? Running here and there as she pleases Not a thought for the social diseases Though she never thinks of settling down
Dressed cool, never known to freak Outside by the pool on chairs and bars stools Are the lovers long term manually discovered Some for romance, sum in each others
could feel the same as me We didn't have to fight On the other side of town Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Running with the
never escape Live for the promise now you won't betray You try to leave, I'll hunt you down Eye-lock at first glance, first living in romance Years down
could feel the same as me We didn't have to fight On the other side of town Running with the boss sound Running with the boss sound Running with the boss
hear the horse in darkness, Only he dreams of glory. Standing at the edge of all, Looking down at last, Can you see the others, running, running,
my clock, baby, wind your body slow Dim the lights, let me start kissing on you, girl Romance 'cause your body needs freaking, girl Licking on your neck down
can hear the horse in darkness, Only he dreams of glory. Standing at the edge of all, Looking down at last, Can you see the others, running, running
She lives her whole life Saying maybe Running here and there As she pleases Not a thought for the people She teases Though she never Thinks of settling down
be a politician. But others like myself are trying to carry on tradition. Put women in submission. We used to need permission Ta-daaa, now we running
still not quite convinced He agreed to wait awhile And meanwhile further down the beach There stood a younger man And he too felt the sand of time Was running
The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down Flamingo Lane Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo