Talkin' 'bout the stereo
Sister's got a baby now
'Cause Billy is a runaway
Billy is a runaway
And I had to have him over
Took me for a joyride
Drivin' in the left lane
I leave him at the motel
His boots start quakin'
Well, I'm a friendly kinda guy
Gonna skin him alive
Billy is a runaway
Billy is a runaway
His hands start shakin'
Wants him to join the enterprise
His dope dealing sister
I gave him a drink, what do you think
His hands start shakin'
I went to see my manager
Billy is a runaway
"Put your money away"
Runaway, runaway, runaway
I'm thinkin' 'bout my burial
Billy pulled his wallet
And Billy hardly knows her
He usually handles these things
Full of hundred dollar bills
We pulled into the liquor store
His boots start quakin'
Runaway, baby
They talk it all over
And he was underage
Billy's got a family
Billy is a runaway
And all he said to me was
