Johnny’s always running around Trying to find certainty He needs all the world to confirm That he ain’t lonely Mary counts the walls Knows he tires easily
Johnny thinks the world would be right If it would buy truth from him Mary says he changes his mind more than a woman But she made her bed Even when the chance was slim
Johnny says he’s willing to learn When he decides he’s a fool Johnny says he’ll live anywhere When he earns time to Mary combs her hair Says she should be used to it
Mary always hedges her bets She never knows what to think She says that he still acts Like he is being discovered Scared that he’ll be caught Without a second thought
Running around
Johnny feels he’s wasting his breath Trying to talk sense to her Mary says he’s lacking a real Sense of proportion So she combs her hair Knows he tires easily
Johnny's always running around Trying to find certainty He needs all the world to confirm That he ain't lonely Mary counts the walls Says she should be used to it
Johnny’s always running around Running around
Compositor: Robert Allan Palmer (Palmer Robert A) ECAD: Obra #269206 Fonograma #1942553