Run Away

A near fatal wreck of a conversation
Her eyes batted .400, they pierced the competition
What’s a man to do in this situation?
So many choices, only one decision
Run, run, run, run, run away
Let them fight for the bill I gotta pay
One says «go on», the other says «stay»
But it sounds much safer to run away
When your hand is caught in the cookie jar,
You can try to run, you won’t get very far
You’re like a modern Mercury in a pool of tar
Reaching for the keys to your convertible car
Run, run, run, run, run away
Let them fight for the bill I gotta pay
One says «go on», the other says «stay»
But it sounds much safer to run away