A On the street where you live, girls talk a bout their (G)so cial lives.

They’re made of (Em)lip stick, plas tic and paint; a (G)touch of sa ble (Am)in their eyes.

(All your life,) All your life all you’ve asked is when’s your Dad dy gon na (G)talk to you.

But you were (Em)liv in’ in an oth er world, ows (G)try’n’ to get your (Am)mes sage through.

(Em)No one’s heard likes a sin gle word you said.

(Am)ne on Broad way signs.

They should have (Dm)seen it in your eyes,

it’s what was (C)go in’ a round your head.

Oo,

she’s a lit tle (G)run a way.

(C)Dad dy’s girl learned (Em)fast (G)all those things she (Am)could n’t say.

(G)Oo,

(CN.C.)she’s a lit tle (Am)run a way.

A dif f’rent line ev ’ry night, girls guar an teed to (G)blow your mind.

They’re made I (Em)see you out on the streets; call (G)touch me for a (Am)wild their time.

(All your life,) So you sit home a lone, is ’cause there’s noth ing left that (G)you can do.

There’s on ly (Em)pic tures in hung in the shad ows (G)left to there to (Am)look at you.

(Em)You know she likes the lights at night on the (Am)ne on Broad way signs.

They should And (Dm)she don’t real ly mind,

it’s on ly (C)love in’ she hoped to find.

Oo,

she’s a lit tle (G)run a way.

(C)Dad dy’s girl learned (Em)fast (G)all those things she (Am)could n’t say.

(G)Oo,

(CN.C.)she’s a lit tle (Am)run a way.

(CN.C.)she’s a lit tle run

a way.

Oo,

she’s a lit tle (G)run a way.

(C)Dad dy’s girl learned (Em)fast (G)all those things she (Am)could n’t say.

Oo,

she’s a lit tle (G)run a way.

(C)Dad dy’s girl learned (Em)fast (G)all those things she (Am)could n’t say.