There ain't no love in this car, no loveYou made me give up the way you left and leftAnd sweet romance becomes a heavy loadWhat even's wrong with me for blasting back on the road?It takes more than a pretty faceTo make me sit at home and make me lose the raceI'm living a life on my ownI'm living it down to the boneRun away, baby, I'ma run awayRun away, baby, I'ma run awayThe whole wide world might be open to meBut I will never find out behind my TVYeah, I'm a traveling manDiscovering wonderlandRun away, baby, I'ma run awayRun, run, run awayBaby, I'ma run awayRun awayI'm running, I've gotta run awayCome on!Come on!Come on!Come on!Come on!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!Yeah!We'll see you next week.Bye-bye.Bye-bye.Bye-bye.