Blowing out sixteen candles
Going on twenty-one
She's packing a suitcase
He's carrying a loaded gun
Looking for action
She wants the glamour of the city lights
He wants a little girl
Run away, it'll be alright
Run, run
Run away, yeah
Run, run
Under the gun
Under the gun
Under the gun
She returns after ten long years
Feeling sad, full of tears
Mom and Dad say, "Don't you cry
You're just a victim killing time"
Run, run
Run away, yeah
Run, run
Under the gun
Under the gun
Under the gun
She returns after ten long years
Feeling sad, full of tears
Mom and Dad say, "Don't you cry
You're just a victim killing time
Killing time"
Run
Under the gun
Under the gun
Run
Under the gun
Under the gun
Run
Under the gun
Under the gun
Run
Under the gun
Under the gun