Lyrics:

When I hit the ground, I was on the runI was born the seventh son (the seventh son)I came up fast, just wanting moreAlways running from the law (from the law)My father said, now slow down sonLife for you has just began (that's what he said)A little bit of what you fancy always does you goodA little bit of what you fancy always does you goodDon't stop me now, I'm running wildI've always been a restless child (a restless child)I was born to rock 'n' rollMmm, it's in my soul (it's in my soul)I've got my Ford, she's long and blackWho needs a fucking Cadillac (who needs it)A little bit of what you fancy always does you goodA little bit of what you fancy always does you goodI sleep all day and I'm up all nightI don't get paid, but that's alright (I said that's alright)Don't put me down, I've had enoughI'll stand and fight (I said I'll stand and fight)When I hit the ground I was on the runI was born the seventh sonA little bit of what you fancy always does you goodA little bit of what you fancy always does you goodA little bit of what you fancy always does you goodA little bit of what you fancy always does you good