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(Am)On the street where you live girls talk about their (G)social lives
They’re made of (E) lipstick, plastic and (F) paint, a touch of sable (Am) in their eyes
(Am)All your life all you ask is when your Daddy’s gonna (G)talk to you
You’re (E)living in another (G)world, trying to get your (Am) messages through
(E)No one heard a (G)single word you (Am)said
They should’ve (Dm)seen it in your eyes
What was (C)going around your (G) head
(Am)Ooooh she’s a little (G)runaway
(C) Daddy's girl learned (Em)fast (G) all those things he (Am) couldn't say
(G) Ooooh (E) she's a little runaway
(Am)A different line every night guaranteed to (G) blow your mind
(E)I see you out on the (F) streets, call me for a (Am) wild time
(Am) So you sit home alone cause there's nothing left (G) that you can do
There's only (E) pictures hung in the (G)shadows left there to (Am) look at you
(E) You know she likes the (G) lights at night on the (Am) neon Broadway signs
(Dm) She don't really mind, it's only (C) love she hoped to (G)find
(Am)Ooooh she’s a little (G)runaway
(C) Daddy's girl learned (Em)fast (G) all those things he (Am) couldn't say
(G) Ooooh (E) she's a little runaway
(E)No one heard a (G)single word you (Am)said
They should’ve (Dm)seen it in your eyes
What was (C)going around your (G) head
Ooooh... she's a little runaway...
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