Running from the Law E

I am cruising into town. My girl is waiting, I push my pedal down. But look, there's all those that I see. My mirror shows the hounds are coming down on Me. Should I stop or should I run? I think of Linda, I'm late, I should be Gone. But should I do it? Should I frown? Hell, I ain't stopping now, fuck, am I slowing Down. Oh, oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the... Now the shit has hit the fan. My thirsty Chevrolet is giving it all it can. The dungeon's roaring, the tires burn. The screaming sirens, the point of no return. Oh, oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Running from the law. Oh, Running from the law. Oh, running from the law. Oh, running from the...