LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBorn Loose
(R. Stewart / J. Cregan / G. Grainger)Ooowe baby don't you count on meto be here when the sun goes downCause all those mean old friends of mine are callingCalling way down the lineSomebody send me a one way ticketGot to get away from herePut me on a jet back to London cityGotta get a belly full of beerSmile for the camera, please mind your mannerYou've got to keep your image cleanClench your fist and don't you take a pissMakes you wanna slash your wristStand up, shut up, sit down, throw upAll I wanna do is singResponsibility and fidelityNever meant a thing to meI was born looseRunning wildKeep your hands off childCan't change me nowI was born looseRunning wildKeep your hands off me babyCause you're too late, too lateBig bombs are crashin'Never stop clashin'Wanting every woman in townSome tried to train meOne tried to maim meBut you can't keep a good man downChurch bells ringin'All the kids singin'When we played the last date on the tourJanis and Jimi, can't you hear meknockin' on heaven's doorBorn looseWas born loose babySlow me downYou can't slow me downI was born looseBorn looseBorn looseWrong side of my mamaWrong side of my daddyWrong side of the tracksI was born loose babyI was born looseCan't change me nowCan't change me nowCause you're too late nowToo late nowToo late now babyToo late nowTo change me nowNever change me nowBorn looseBorn loose
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