She comes from a small town
She would've stole her mom's car
Crazy baby, she says she gonna make it far uptown
She wanna be a superstar right now
She says she gonna throw a party wild
She wanna be on movie screens
Pretty baby, she made it on that magazine
Tuck down, she ain't the only one
This happens all the time and it goes on and on and on
Let's go far away from home
Run on a rocket
Come down the boulevard, burning it up
Let's go far away from home
Run on a rocket
Come down the boulevard, burning it up
I wanna run away from home
I don't wanna think about it
Run baby, run, I don't wanna think about it
Run away from home
I don't wanna think about it
Come down the boulevard, burning it up
He's a boy from the ghetto
He wanna buy his momma a house
Little baby, he's trying to move her up that town
Got a job, he's selling drugs, but she don't know
Momma's proud
He said he's going to Hollywood
Up on a hill next to the nail
