Cut and Run

I couldn't sleep last night
My mind was on a girl
She could have me
Whatever way she wants me
I was careless
Downright stupid
I oughta cut and run

Jenny was a friend of mine
A quiet kind of girl
Spent too much time
Going out with the wrong guy
He has his kicks
Left her in no doubt
She shoulda cut and run

I'm not good with facts
The cold light of morn
Leaves me praying
For a different way
I still think of it
The man I am
I have to cut and run

Aha ha aha
I have to cut and run
Aha ha aha
I have to cut and run

I was getting there
Well over her
And then she walked in
To the room
Like the setting sun
Still looking like the one
I can't cut and run

© John Rogers 2009