Syllables

Run me down and carry me Mr.Lawman, fine, I saw your book Hold It high and see me run Won't you let me come undone? My magic carpet needs a ride Little Mr.Sister, well, I can I tell ya That I mess ya, when I can I run a minute Without asking your son Hold me down and I will run He was just a friend of mine But I can move his soul aside Lawman, down I'll set you On a street Lying down, I'll paint a mustache My gorgeous hair and the sun And I we were just in love without I like how everybody saw