Out of My System
Yeah, I could love you
Go get a job, and start to say
Stay at my mom's house
Look out the window, at the rain
Or I could ignore it,
But I'd just be fucking with your brain
Only got one shot, yeah
I've got dreams in my suitcase
So, I'll play it a little harder
The running man in Nevada,
Go get lost in the Sahara
Oh, little while but I've got time
You wait in the game by the sirens
Go get fucked up on an island
We need to dance with my demons
I don't want them all my life
I say girl, before we get serious
Go by my shoulder
I need to access all areas
Work on my chat of blinds
So, give me the girls, give me the girls
Give me the beach, and the sunshine
Yeah, I'm on a mission
Tryina get it out, out of my system
Out out out
Out out out
Is it in your DNA?
Are we made for running wild?
I gotta get away, yeah
In my own normandic style
Viva la vida, oh fiesta
Till I'm exiled of Visa
Only got one life, I say
Yeah, to find the right senorita
So, I'll play it a little harder
The running man in Nevada,
Go get lost in the Sahara
Till we're safe by the water
You wait in the game by the sirens
Go get fucked up on an island
We need to dance with my demons
I don't want them all my life
I say girl, before we get serious
Go by my shoulder
I need to access all areas
Work on my chat of blinds
So, give me the girls, give me the girls
Give me the beach, and the sunshine
Yeah, I'm on a mission
Tryina get it out, out of my system
Out out out
Out out out
Go get a job, and start to say
Stay at my mom's house
Look out the window, at the rain
Or I could ignore it,
But I'd just be fucking with your brain
Only got one shot, yeah
I've got dreams in my suitcase
So, I'll play it a little harder
The running man in Nevada,
Go get lost in the Sahara
Oh, little while but I've got time
You wait in the game by the sirens
Go get fucked up on an island
We need to dance with my demons
I don't want them all my life
I say girl, before we get serious
Go by my shoulder
I need to access all areas
Work on my chat of blinds
So, give me the girls, give me the girls
Give me the beach, and the sunshine
Yeah, I'm on a mission
Tryina get it out, out of my system
Out out out
Out out out
Is it in your DNA?
Are we made for running wild?
I gotta get away, yeah
In my own normandic style
Viva la vida, oh fiesta
Till I'm exiled of Visa
Only got one life, I say
Yeah, to find the right senorita
So, I'll play it a little harder
The running man in Nevada,
Go get lost in the Sahara
Till we're safe by the water
You wait in the game by the sirens
Go get fucked up on an island
We need to dance with my demons
I don't want them all my life
I say girl, before we get serious
Go by my shoulder
I need to access all areas
Work on my chat of blinds
So, give me the girls, give me the girls
Give me the beach, and the sunshine
Yeah, I'm on a mission
Tryina get it out, out of my system
Out out out
Out out out
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Writer(s): Richard Marx
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