Lyrics

Never fired a pistol loaded, to the ceiling just for kicks Yeah, just to know what it's like Never made love on a windswept dune Sent a postcard back from Crete Hold on, you never know when I might I get so lonely Ah, you gonna know me I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack he got his candlestick Yeah, it's alright Never wrecked a stolen motorbike into an open ditch Hold on, never know when I might You gonna know me I get so lonely baby I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd I want to run, with the good time crowd