You got your fingers runnin' through my hair I got my stereo loud You're barefoot dancing in your underwear I bet your daddy'd be proud But he ain't nowhere around He said he's never gonna change his mind Man, won't you leave her alone I bet one day he's gonna eat his pride Choking on the bone When I'm on the Rolling Stone Yeah, I'm on the Rolling Stone (chorus) Hey baby, take a run with me, smell that rubber burn You think your life, it is a tragedy, feel my motor hum You think you're headed down a one way track The only color in your future's black You wanna leave and never come back around I'll put that hammer down Tell me what you gotta lose You ain't got nothing at all You ain't got nothing that you gotta prove You ain't against the wall You're just fed up with it all You're fed up with it all