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Testo: Joan Jett And The Blackhearts. Good Music. Outlaw.

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Black streak on the boulevard
Another place they don't let you stay
White rain fallin' cold-n-hard
Gotta get thru it anyway

Try to be what ya wanna be
Who's to say you ain't got the right
In a world where you never sleep
Every day is another fight
You can't live with the old rules
And I can understand
So you run to stay sane

When you're an outlaw everyone knows your name
When you're an outlaw everyone thinks you're strange

Try to be what you're born to be
Don't you dare you ain't got the might
When they go and get ya angry
You'll be there to stand and fight
You ain't lookin' for trouble hey, I can understand you but it's here anyway

When you're an outlaw everyone knows your name
When you're an outlaw nobody feels your pain

There goes the renegade you're the one they love to hate
But I don't look at you that way
You can live by your own rules if that's the way you planned
But there's no where to go

When you're an outlaw you run like an outlaw
You live like an outlaw alone like an outlaw
I know you're an outlaw I'm not your enemy
'Cuz you're not an outlaw when you're alone with me
So c'mon outlaw, outlaw