Texty:
The Four Seasons Girl Come Running

girl come running girl come running girl come running home. Come on baby come on baby Come on baby come on baby Come on baby come on baby Come on

: Girl, come running? When you get tired of running around, Running around all over town, All of your friends putting you down, Putting you down all

stars come out at night, to see them on the strip Everybody arms themselves, there's no other place like this I'll never leave the small town girl behind The place were I come

Then came 40 I'm tired of being stepped on Mr. Flamboyant, here our respect come Tupac dropped Tupacalypse now nine one Brenda got a baby girl my age