Lyrics Eddie Rabbitt

Eddie Rabbitt

Rhonda

Rhonda’s on the road tonight

Heading down to Cielago

Wipes the last tear from her eyes

Turns up Madonna on the radio

She’s breaking free from a man who was wheeling and dealing

Dragging her right down till she lost all the feeling

Running away with her world in the backseat of her car

Oh, Rhona’s getting out of here

She just can’t take it anymore

She’s simply gonna disappear

Just swimming to another shore

And for the first time her mind is clear as a crystal

Cleansed by the rain beating on the windshield

When you love too much you’re blind, but now she can see

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda don’t look back

You better run-run-run girl before you crack

Take your life back, be what you wanna be

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda he’s no good

And your poor heart ain’t made out of wood

Take control before you lose your sanity

Rhonda you are free

Now Rhonda called her sister Jo (Jo, Jo, Jo, Jo)

From the phone booth on highway one

Help me I don’t know where to go (go, go, go, go)

I’m like the fugitive who’s on the run

Oh, her heart wasn’t made to have change wrapped around it

She ain’t turning back, no feeling guilty about it

She don’t care if she ever sees his face again

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda don’t look back

You better run-run-run girl before you crack

Take your life back, be what you wanna be

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda he’s no good

And your poor heart ain’t made out of wood

Take control before you lose your sanity

Rhonda you are free

He had a hold on her heart, he was dealing her dirty

Wasting her life, she was always feeling guilty

When you love too much you’re blind, but now she can see

Rhonda you are free

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda don’t look back

You better run-run-run girl before you crack

Take your life back, be what you wanna be

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda he’s no good

And your poor heart ain’t made out of wood

Take control before you lose your sanity

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda don’t look back

You better run-run-run girl before you crack

Take your life back, be what you wanna be

Oh, Rhon-Rhon-Rhonda he’s no good

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