Syllables

Run me down and carry me
Mr.Lawman, fine, I saw your book
Hold It high and see me run

Won't you let me come undone?
My magic carpet needs a ride

Little Mr.Sister, well, I can I tell ya
That I mess ya, when I can I run a minute
Without asking your son

Hold me down and I will run
He was just a friend of mine
But I can move his soul aside

Lawman, down I'll set you
On a street
Lying down, I'll paint a mustache

My gorgeous hair and the sun
And I we were just in love without
I like how everybody saw