run-run-run

Run, run, run

Run, run, run

Run, run, run

Run, run, run

Well baby, better take my advice

A black cat crossed your path twice

The moon came out next to the sun

Then you opened your umbrella in a room

You better run, run, run

Run, run, run

Run, run, run

Run, run, run

Well you ain't the luckiest girl

I know And you won't get luckier the way you're going

Your horseshoe's rusty and your mirror's cracked

You walk under ladders then you walk right back

When you dropped that little pin

Never thought what a mess it'd get you in

Little pin, little pin, bring me luck

Because I stopped to pick you up

Well now, little girl, I'm helping you

I hope you believe what I say is true

Whenever you run, I'll be running too

Whenever you run, I'll be following you

Run, run, run ...

The Who