Текст песни Running Thoughts

They were called The Runners Four.

Always slipping through the back door

When they come ashore,

Sneaking through their precious load,

Cheating customs in a speedboat.

When they come in from far away,

Oh, they never can stay.
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They fly away to other skies

With the sun in their eyes.

Make their entrance two by two

Bringing us a thought that's so new,

Whistling secret tunes

And smuggling through their precious smile,

Breaking customs for a short while.