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Just sixteen, a pickup truck, out of money, out of luckI've got nowhere to call my own, hit the gas, and here I goI'm running free yeah, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running freeSpent the night in an L. A. jail, and listened to the sirens wailThey ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running freePuller here at the Bottle Top, whiskey, dancing, disco hopNow all the boys are after me, and that's the way it's gonna beI'm running free yeah, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, Oh I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, I'm running freeI'm running free yeah, I'm running free From Letras Mania