You put yourself first,
put me down, made me dread
(hour after hour)
going up to our bed.
If I knew then what I know now,
I would've run, not stopped a while.
Didn't know then what I know now.
I'd have run
run, baby, run,
from that son-of-a-gun.
Passion isn't love
just an act of nature.
I'm not a servant
but a woman, mature.
If I knew then what I know now,
I would've run, not stopped a while.
Didn't know then what I know now.
I'd have run
run, baby, run,
from that son-of-a-gun.
You lift yourself up
though it's due to your greed.
Still searching for love--
there's no one whom you need.
If I knew then what I know now,
I would've run, not stopped a while.
Didn't know then what I know now.
I'd have run
run, baby, run,
from that son-of-a-gun.
You don't like my looks;
my money . . . adored.
Like you--I want love--
but your way is deplored.
If I knew then what I know now,
I would've run, not stopped a while.
Didn't know then what I know now.
I'd have run
run, baby, run,
from that son-of-a-gun.