Lyrics
Trust me, I don’t know the way to way to way to South Philadelphia,
Man, I just leave there,
And nothing else
With your flashlight waving,
Someone’s taking away what’s left of this cheap thrill,
Well, we better drop what we have, John, and run
Man, what is holding you up?
Man, what is holding you up?
Do you want to get caught?
I, for one, am far too young to go down
Johnny’s calling me now,
Johnny’s calling me for help,
Handcuffed, locked up, in Germantown, John, don’t be frightened
Johnny’s calling me now,
Johnny’s calling me for help,
Well, we better run while we’re young, John,
Into the night
Man, what is holding you up?
Man, what is holding you up?
Do you want to get caught?
I, for one, am far too young
