In the day we sweat it out on the streets. Of a runaway American dream. At night we ride through mansions of glory. In suicide machines. Sprung from cages on Highway 9. Chrome-wheeled fuel-injected. And steppin' out over the line. Oh baby this town rips the bones from your back. It's a death trap it's a suicide rap. We gotta get out while we're young. 'Cause tramps like us baby we were born to run. Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend. I wanna guard your dreams and visions. Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims. And strap your hands 'cross my engines. Together we could break this trap. We'll run till we drop baby we'll never go back. Oh will you walk with me out on the wire. 'Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider. But I gotta know how it feels. I wanna know if your love is wild. Baby I wanna know if love is real. Beyond the place hemi-powered drones. Scream down the boulevard. Girls comb their hair in rear view mirrors. And the boys try to look so hard. The amusement park rises bold and stark. And kids are huddled on the beach in the mist. I wanna die with you Wendy on the streets tonight. In an everlasting kiss. One two three four. Highway's jammed with broken heroes. On a last-chance power drive. Everybody's out on the road 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. Oh someday girl I don't know when. We're gonna get to that place where really wanna go. And we'll walk in the sun. But till then tramps like us baby we were born to run. Tramps like us baby we were born to run. Come on Wendy tramps like us. Baby we were born to run. Whoa ooh. Oh oh oh oh. Whoa whoa whoa. Ooh. Whoa whoa whoa. Whoa whoa whoa. Whoa whoa whoa.