Holly told me, "You better give me a child"I said, "Holly, there's no wayWe don't even like each other all that muchWe couldn't make it one more day"She said, "You better look out, busterThe next time you see me you're gonna pay"I said, "Holly, I'm not running anymoreBut I'm on my way"I'm on my wayI'm on my wayI'm on my wayBut I'm not running anymoreWell I got two circus clowns here who like to fightThey got one black eye and a bloody noseThey are the hoodlums of my third wifeWhatever I say they will opposeI try to teach those clowns somethingLike how to make it day to dayI say, "Hey, you kids, I'm not running anymoreBut I'm on my way"I'm on my wayI'm on my wayI'm on my wayAnd I'm not running anymoreWell I look in the mirror - what the hell happened to me?Whatever I had has gone awayI'm not the young kid that I used to beSo I push the hair back out of my faceThat's O.K., I knew this would happenBut I was hopin' not todayHey Baby, I'm not running anymoreBut I'm on my wayI'm on my wayI'm on my wayI'm on my wayAnd I'm not running anymoreI'm on my wayI'm on my wayI'm on my wayAnd I'm not running anymoreFor sure!