Heard it from a friend who Heard it from a friend who Heard it from another you've been messin' around. They say you've got a boyfriend You're out late every weekend They're talkin' about you and it's bringing me down. But I know the neighborhood And talk is cheap when the story is good And the tales grow taller on dawn the Iine. But I'm tellin' you babe That I don't think it's true babe And even if it is keep this in mind: You take it on the run baby If that's the way you want it baby Then I don't want you around. I don't believe it not for a minute You're under the gun so you take it on the run. You're thinkin' up your white lies You're puttin' on your bedroom eyes You say you're comin' home but you won't say when. But I can feel it comin' - if you leave tonight keep runnin And you need never look back again. You take it on the run haby . . . You take it on the run baby . . . You take it on the run baby . . .