In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream

Hey Wendy, let me in, I wanna be your friend, I wanna guard your dreams and visions.

At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines

Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims, Strap your hands across my engines.

Sprung from cages on Highway 9 chrome wheeled, fuel injected and, steppin' out over the line

And Together we could break this trap, We'll run till we drop and, baby we'll never go back.

Baby this town rips the bones from your back, it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap.

Walk with me out on the wire? Girl, I'm just a scared and a lonely rider,

We gotta get out while I'm still young 'Cause tramps like us baby we were born to run.

But I gotta know how it feels, I want to know if love is wild, baby, I want to know if love is real.

Beyond the palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard

The girls comb their hair in rear-view mirrors and the boys try to look so hard

The amusement park rises bold and stark, Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist

I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight In an everlasting kiss

Well, The highways 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 wanna go And we'll walk in the sun Till then tramps like us Baby we were Born To Run.