Run me down and carry me
Mr.Lawman, fine, I saw your book
Hold It high and see me runWon't you let me come undone?
My magic carpet needs a rideLittle Mr.Sister, well, I can I tell ya
That I mess ya, when I can I run a minute
Without asking your sonHold me down and I will run
He was just a friend of mine
But I can move his soul asideLawman, down I'll set you
On a street
Lying down, I'll paint a mustache
My gorgeous hair and the sun
And I we were just in love without
I like how everybody saw
