Running Free (Reading Festival 80, Uk)

Just sixteen, a pick-up truck, out of money, out of luck
I've got noplace to call my own, hit the gas and here I go

I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free
I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free

Spent the night in an L.A. jail and listened to the sirens wail
They ain't got a thing on me, I'm running wild, I'm running free, yeah!

I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free
I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free
-- Get out my way!

I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free
I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free

Pulled her at the Bottle Top - whiskey, dancing, disco hop
Now all the boys are after me and that's the way it's gonna be

I'm running free, yeah! I'm running free...