text: 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 way over the line
  Oh, baby, this town rips the bones from your back
  Its a death trap
  Its a suicide rap
  Ygotta get out while youre 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 your visions
  Just wrap your legs round my velvet rims
  And strap your hands cross my engines
  Together we could break this trap
  Well run til we drop, and, baby, well never go back
  Oh, will you walk with me out on the wire?
  Cause, baby, Im a scared and lonely rider
  But I gotta find out how it feels
  I wanna know if love is wild
  I wanna know if love is real
  Can you show me?
  Beyond the palace, hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard
  The girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors, and the boys try to look so hard
  The amusement park rises bold and stark, kids are huddled on the beach in the mist
  I wanna die with you, Wendy, on the street tonight in an everlasting kiss
  One, two, three, four
  The highways jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive
  Everybodys on the run tonight, there aint no place left to hide
  Together, Wendy, well live with the sadness, Ill love you with all the madness in my soul
  Oh, someday, girl, I dont know when
  Well get to that place we really wanna go, and well walk in the sun
  Cause, tramps like us, baby, we were born to run
  Born to run