Runaway Child, Running Wild The Temptations
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[Verse 1: Dennis Edwards]
You played hooky from school
And you can't go out to play, yeah
Mama said for the rest of the week
In your room you gotta stay, yeah
Now you feel like the whole world's pickin' on you
(Now you feel like the whole world's pickin' on you)
But deep down inside you know it ain't true
You've been punished 'cause your mother
Wants to raise you the right way, yeah
But you don't care
'Cause you already made up your mind
You want to run away, yeah
You're on your way
[Chorus: The Temptations & (Dennis Edwards)]
Run away child, running wild
(Run away child, running wild)
Better come back home
(Better come back home)
Where you belong
(Where you belong)
[Verse 2: The Temptations]
Roaming through the city
Going nowhere fast
You're on your own at last
Hey, it's getting late, where will you sleep
Gettin' kinda hungry
You forgot to bring something to eat
Oh, lost with no money, you start to cry
But remember you left home
Wanting to be grown
So dry your weepin' eyes
You played hooky from school
And you can't go out to play, yeah
Mama said for the rest of the week
In your room you gotta stay, yeah
Now you feel like the whole world's pickin' on you
(Now you feel like the whole world's pickin' on you)
But deep down inside you know it ain't true
You've been punished 'cause your mother
Wants to raise you the right way, yeah
But you don't care
'Cause you already made up your mind
You want to run away, yeah
You're on your way
[Chorus: The Temptations & (Dennis Edwards)]
Run away child, running wild
(Run away child, running wild)
Better come back home
(Better come back home)
Where you belong
(Where you belong)
[Verse 2: The Temptations]
Roaming through the city
Going nowhere fast
You're on your own at last
Hey, it's getting late, where will you sleep
Gettin' kinda hungry
You forgot to bring something to eat
Oh, lost with no money, you start to cry
But remember you left home
Wanting to be grown
So dry your weepin' eyes
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