I was looking at the sun
Pardon me, I didn′t know it can't be done
I was looking at the sun
I was looking at the sun
I was calling back my youth
Pardon me, did you want to use the booth?
I was calling back my youth
I was calling back my youth
I don′t listen to the fools
That are making up the rules
I'm a-havin' too much fun
Doin′ what I want, a hit and run
Doin′ what I want, a hit and run
A hit and run, a hit and run, a hit and run
So my world is made of paint
Pardon me, I didn't know that you′re a saint
So my world is made of paint
So my world is made of paint
You are looking for the truth
Pardon me, I think your poodle's on the roof
You are looking for the truth
You are looking for the truth
I don′t listen to the fools
That are making up the rules
I'm a-havin′ too much fun
Doin' what I want, a hit and run
Doin' what I want, a hit and run
A hit and run, a hit and run, a hit and run
I may never be that good
Pardon me, I never said I ever would
I may never be that good
I may never be that good
I was looking at the sun
Pardon me, I didn′t know it can′t be done
I was looking at the sun
I was looking at the sun
I was looking at the sun
I don't listen to the fools
That are making up the rules
I′m a-havin' too much fun
Doin′ what I want, a hit and run
Doin' what I want, a hit and run
A hit and run, a hit and run
A hit and run, a hit and run, a hit and run
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