I was raised a gambler's son
And before i could walk,
I had to learn how to run.
And i never, never ever
Played a loaded dice.
But, i rolled a lot of women
With a heart as cold as ice.
On the run again
Looking for a place to hide,
Everywhere i look there is trouble,
Always coming my way,
Trouble always coming my way.
Baby i'm lonely, i'm out of control,
I need someone to understand
The badness in my soul.
Though i never, i never
Stole another man's wife
But, i fooled around plenty enough
And i got what i paid for.
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On the run again
Looking for a place to hide,
Everywhere i look there is trouble,
Trouble always coming my way.
Trouble.
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On the run again
Looking for a place to hide,
Everywhere i look there is trouble,
Trouble always coming my way.
Trouble always coming my way, trouble always coming
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