Get kicked out for coming home at dawn,
Mom and Dad cursed the day you were born,
Throw your clothes into a duffle bag
shoutin´ as ya slam the door home is a drag


Who can I turn to and where can I stay?
I heard a place is open all night and all day
There´s a place you can go where the cops don´t know
You can act real wild they don´t treat you like a child


Runaway boys


Your hair´s all greasy and you feel like a slob,
You´re only fifteen and you can´t get a job,
Go into the luncheonette and shoot a few games
Losing all your quarters, man it´s always the same


Steal a couple of bucks to buy a new toy,
Slip into the alley with the


Runaway boys


Runnin´ faster, faster all the time
You´re under age and God knows, that´s a crime!


Runaway boys