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Tara Priya – Run Like Hell

Tara Priya (born Tara Priya Chandra, December 3, 1989) is an American singer-songwriter and vocalist. Tara Priya was born Tara Priya Chandra in San Francisco to a Persian mother, the niece of poet Sohrab Sepehri, and an Indian father. Tara Priya attended The Harker School in San Jose prior to Columbia University in New York City. Priya majored in economics while studying jazz and classical voice. After graduating from Columbia two years early, Priya briefly worked in finance before focusing on her career as a singer-songwriter. Wikipedia®.

Tara Priya – Run Like Hell

Tara Priya – Run Like Hell Lyrics:
[VERSE 1]
Pretty face, shaggy hair
And blue, blue eyes
Can’t be responsible for what I do to those guys.
I chase your memory, your double
Causing misery and trouble
And I work real hard
Just to rip them apart.

Hitch up your pants
Get ready to go
Pack all your bags
Get ready to bolt

[VERSE 2]
He’s sweet to me
Like you were once upon a time
It’s too bad he don’t know that he’s paying for your crimes.
I run him down, down, baby
Smile savage at his “save me!”
‘Cause you set me loose, baby
You set me loose.

Hitch up your pants
Get ready to go
Pack all your things
Get ready to bolt

[CHORUS]
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Hazard to your health!)
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Just can’t help myself!)
Run, run, run, on the double
(You better run like hell!)

You better run like hell!

[VERSE 3]
Love may be blind,
But revenge sure ain’t.
I never pretended I was some kind of saint.
I don’t care about his name,
Only that you look the same.
So call the priest, not the doctor
‘cause his ship is going under.

Hitch up your pants
Get ready to go
Pack all your bags
Get ready to bolt

[CHORUS]
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Hazard to your health!)
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Just can’t help myself!)
Run, run, run, on the double
(You better run like hell!)

Just can’t help myself!

[BRIDGE]
You set me loose
(trouble)
You set me loose, baby
(trouble)
You set me loose
(trouble)
You set me loose, baby
(trouble) [all repeated under lead vocals]
You did me dirty, baby, and I’m vicious when I’m crazy
So cover up them baby blues
‘cause this bitch is on the loose

[CHORUS]
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Hazard to your health!)
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Just can’t help myself!)
Run, run, run, on the double
(You better run like hell!)
Just can’t help myself!
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Hazard to your health!)
Baby, baby, I’m trouble
(Just can’t help myself!)
Run, run, run, on the double
(You better run like hell!)

You better be runnin’!
You better run like hell!
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