Bruno Mars - Runaway Baby

Run, run, run away, run away, baby

Before I put my spell on you

You better get, get, get away, get away, darling

'Cause everything you heard is true

Your poor little heart will end up alone

'Cause Lord knows I'm a rolling stone

So you better run, run, run away, run away, baby


Well, let me think, let me think, ah, what should I do?

So many eager young bunnies that I'd like to pursue

Now even though they're eating out the palm of my hand

There's only one carrot and they all gotta share it