Running Free (live)

Just sixteen, a pick-up truck, out of money, out of luck I've got noplace to call my own, hit the gas and here I go I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free Spent the night in an L.A. jail and listened to the sirens wail They ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free -- Get out my way! I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free Pulled her at the Bottle Top - whiskey, dancing, disco hop Now all the boys are after me and that's the way it's gonna be I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free...