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[F. Rose / J. K.] Some of you may have high hopes You fill your heads with dreams, it ain't no joke You're waiting for that time you're on your own You think that it's a crime that you're unknown Someday you may be a teenage runaway Someday you may be a teenage runaway You can't wait to start on your own You're not scared of being alone You want to be a star, hear the people scream your name And you can't bear the thought of never having fame Someday you may be a teenage runaway Someday you may be a teenage runaway In your dreams you've got it made All you worked for finally paid But wait a minute, you're not dreaming Ten thousand people as one screaming Every day you bought those magazines That told you all about the Rock' n' Roll scene You had to imagine your face on every page You can't help thinking about all the times you've paid Someday you may be a teenage runaway Someday you may be a teenage runaway From Letras Mania