| Song | Kid Runaway |
| Artist | The Rubettes |
| Album | The Very Best Of |
| Boats on the water and fish in the sea | |
| And your head full of visions of new liberty | |
| A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand | |
| Leaving your family, you don’t understand | |
| That life can be hard on a kid breakaway | |
| She’s got no one to talk to and so much to say | |
| Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears | |
| And the ad’s on the T.V. ain’t what they appear | |
| Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt | |
| And mama is wishing she’d bought you that skirt | |
| You know there’s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight | |
| And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight | |
| So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
| The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say | |
| So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
| And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess | |
| And the freeway patrolman he don’t have to guess | |
| And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone | |
| We’ve got somebody’s daughter but never your own | |
| You know there’s kid’s on the highway | |
| There’s kid’s on the run but they end in the alley | |
| When all’s said and done | |
| So sing it ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
| And the lord only knows why she did what she did | |
| So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
| And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Ah, ah she’s the kid runaway | |
| The lord knows the reasons he’d please us to say | |
| So sing it ah, ah won’t you keep her from pain | |
| And we’ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Ah, ah if you see her please say | |
| That her family is missing the kid runaway. |
| Boats on the water and fish in the sea | |
| And your head full of visions of new liberty | |
| A seat on the greyhound, a case in your hand | |
| Leaving your family, you don' t understand | |
| That life can be hard on a kid breakaway | |
| She' s got no one to talk to and so much to say | |
| Bats in the belfry, the size of her fears | |
| And the ad' s on the T. V. ain' t what they appear | |
| Your papa is reeling from whisky and hurt | |
| And mama is wishing she' d bought you that skirt | |
| You know there' s no Eldorado in sorrowful flight | |
| And no Disney posters to tell you goodnight | |
| So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
| The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
| So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
| And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Her hair in a tangle her life in a mess | |
| And the freeway patrolman he don' t have to guess | |
| And so he buys her a coffee and calls on the phone | |
| We' ve got somebody' s daughter but never your own | |
| You know there' s kid' s on the highway | |
| There' s kid' s on the run but they end in the alley | |
| When all' s said and done | |
| So sing it ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
| And the lord only knows why she did what she did | |
| So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
| And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Ah, ah she' s the kid runaway | |
| The lord knows the reasons he' d please us to say | |
| So sing it ah, ah won' t you keep her from pain | |
| And we' ll put all the pieces together again | |
| Ah, ah if you see her please say | |
| That her family is missing the kid runaway. |