(Coverdale/Marsden/Moody). I've never had a home sweet home life. An' I don't want a nine to five. So many women I know. Think they can tie me down. But I will never let them take me alive. I hit an' run hit an' run hit an' run hit an' run hit an' run.. Now some women say they don't want nothing. But a sweet talkin' bull of a man. I've heard it before I can't hear it no more. 'Cos they all take whatever they can. But still I want a heartbreaker. A love maker a soul shaker. A women who can turn me on. For a just little hit an' run hit an' run. She can be a love stealer. A double dealer a free wheeler. As long as she can turn me on. For just a little hit an' run. A little bit of hit an' run. You can keep your lock and key. No ball and chain can harness me.. Take me home tonight. Love and treat me right. But in the morning you'll find me gone. I hit an' run.. Hit an' run.... .