And I realize, it seemslike I don't really meanwhat I say to youbut hey I know it's trueSo stop, breathe deeptake a little look in the mirror and sayI'm tough, not a runnerI'm a first rate fuckin stunner.I'm tough, not a runnerI'm a first rate fuckin stunner.Don't you just love the daywhen things start going my way.You said Hello, good morningWhat a beautiful beautiful day.I said stay, stay, don't ever go awayYou're tough, not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough, not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.Well if you knew how I feltwhen you come round for teaIn your dress and your hatlooking pretty just for meYou know that we'd dance to Elvisround and round and roundI said You're tough and not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough and no runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.Well you've been saying the same thingevery bloody time.And you've been saying itfor years and years and yearsand I guess that's whyyou twist me up inside.This could go on, and onforever and ever and ever.You're tough and not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough, not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough and not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough, not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough and no runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.You're tough, and not a runneryou're a first rate fuckin stunner.