A word to all my friends But there are red flags, they are not nice There are black eyes and there are blue eyes If you're asking yourself, "How do you know?" Then that's your answer, the answer is "No" Yeah, gotta run, gotta run around like your head's on fire Run away like your head is on fire
But there are red flags, they are not nice
There are black eyes and there are blue eyes
If you're asking yourself, "How do you know?"
Then that's your answer, the answer is "No"
Yeah, gotta run, gotta run around like your head's on fire
Run away like your head is on fire