Hollywood and New York, mister Major
Then there's me
Little queen of the stage

He's a God
One the stars call creator
Hail the king of the industry players

Take off your business suit
Sittin' in your lap for my interview


Hit and run
Let's hit and run
Hit and run

Hit and run
Baby
Hit and run

Hit and run

Pick me up in your white Lamborghini

London town
You'll watch out
While I'm singing

Glamourize on the stage
Boy believe me
Keep your girl back

No competing
Eying you from across the room
Watching me

Wa-watching you

Hit and run

Let's hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run

Baby
Hit and run
Hit and run


You and me
On a spree

Takin' over
?
Wanna be your soldier


Hit and run
Baby

Hit and run
Hit and run


Oh oh oh
You know this world is mean
Nothing's for free,

It's money and technology
Together we'd be dead or late
You know this world is mean

Nothing's for free
Together we'd be dead or late
Dead or late

Dead or late

Hit and run

Let's hit and run
Hit and run
Hit and run

Baby
Hit and run
Hit and run


You and me
On a spree

Takin' over
?
Wanna be your so

Hit and run
Baby
Hit and run

Hit and run