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She was born in November 1963<br />The day Aldous Huxley died<br />And her mama believed<br />That every man could be free<br />So her mama got high, high, high<br />And her daddy marched on Birmingham<br />Singing mighty protest songs<br />And he pictured all the places<br />That he knew that she belonged<br />But he failed and taught her young<br />The only thing she's need to carry on<br />He taught her how to<br /><br />Run baby run baby run baby run<br />Baby run<br /><br />Past the arms of the familiar<br />And their talk of better days<br />To the comfort of the strangers<br />Slipping out before they say<br />so long<br />Baby loves to run<br /><br />She counts out all her money<br />In the taxi on the way to meet her plane<br />Stares hopeful out the window<br />At the workers fighting<br />Through the pouring rain<br />She's searching through the stations<br />For an unfamiliar song<br />And she's pictures all the places<br />Where she knows she still belongs<br />And she smiles the secret smile<br />Because she knows exactly how<br />To carry on<br /><br />So run baby run baby run baby run<br />Baby run<br /><br />From the old familiar faces and<br />Their old familiar ways<br />To the comfort of the strangers<br />Slipping out before they say<br />So long<br />Baby loves to run
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She was born in November 1963<br />The day Aldous Huxley died<br />And her mama believed<br />That every man could be free<br />So her mama got high, high, high<br />And her daddy marched on Birmingham<br />Singing mighty protest songs<br />And he pictured all the places<br />That he knew that she belonged<br />But he failed and taught her young<br />The only thing she's need to carry on<br />He taught her how to<br /><br />Run baby run baby run baby run<br />Baby run<br /><br />Past the arms of the familiar<br />And their talk of better days<br />To the comfort of the strangers<br />Slipping out before they say<br />so long<br />Baby loves to run<br /><br />She counts out all her money<br />In the taxi on the way to meet her plane<br />Stares hopeful out the window<br />At the workers fighting<br />Through the pouring rain<br />She's searching through the stations<br />For an unfamiliar song<br />And she's pictures all the places<br />Where she knows she still belongs<br />And she smiles the secret smile<br />Because she knows exactly how<br />To carry on<br /><br />So run baby run baby run baby run<br />Baby run<br /><br />From the old familiar faces and<br />Their old familiar ways<br />To the comfort of the strangers<br />Slipping out before they say<br />So long<br />Baby loves to run
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