«Nowhere to run to, baby

Nowhere to hide

Got nowhere to run to, baby

Nowhere to hide

It’s not love

I’m running from

It’s the heartaches

That I know will come

’Cause I know

You’re no good for me

But you’ve become

A part of me

Everywhere I go

Your face I see

Every step I take

You take with me, yeah

I know you’re

No good for me

But free of you

I’ll never be, no

Nowhere to run

Nowhere to hide

From you, baby

Just can’t get away

No matter how I try».

MARTHA AND THE VANDELLAS, Nowhere to Run