Lyric Billy Is A Runaway

Billy was a Bird dog
He pulled up in a Bonneville
I went to see my manager
He usually handles these things

Billy pulled his wallet
Full of hundred dollar bills
Took me for a joyride
Talkin bout the stereo
Drivin in the left lane
I m thinkin bout my burial

We pulled into the liquor store
And he was underage
And all he said to me was
Put your money away

Cause Billy is a runaway

Billy s got a Family
Gonna skin him alive
His dope dealing sister
Wants him to join the enterprise

I leave him at the motel
They can talk it all over
His sister s got a baby now
And Billy hardly knows her

Well I m a friendly kind of guy
And I had to have him over
I gave him a drink
What do you think
His hands start shakin
His boots start quakin

Billy is a runaway (x4)

Runaway (x3)

His hands start shakin
His boots start quakin

Runaway baby

Billy is a runaway (x2)