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the radio handle the truth? Nope
Uncut, no edits, no censors
You can get a plastic rapper from any old dispenser
A penny a yard, to make a record ain't
, the St. Louis blues, I got the blues, oh

St., St. Louis woman won't you come on back to me
Come on back, go down, go down, uh, go down, go down
Oh babe,
on back
Won't you please come home to me
Oh, St Louis woman won't you please come home

Blues, blues, blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, I got
radio
Or was it just the wind whistling by the castle window

No one knows if the mysterious Pied Piper of Night
Was the one who came back to visit
get lost

Lost down some old back road
Lost in a song on the radio
Lost in your deep blue eyes
I don't care if we spend all night
Lost by the river
on back
Won't you please come home to me
Oh, St Louis woman won't you please come home

Blues, blues, blues
I got the blues, I got the blues, I got
shoes,
Come back, come back
My little peace of mind

Come back, come back
My little peace of mind

Since the day you been gone,
I cannot keep from
song

They play 'em wild as a herd of horses
Rumbling through the open plain
If I throw you down a back road
Dumped you in a honky tonk
You'd never wanna
stand.
Loyalty torched dignity,
Burned him up and he ran.
There's nothing worse than a radio edit.
Girls' fashion's callous, the standard
Is angry,
needed me to do

But the moment has passed by me now
To have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow

If you ever need holding
Call
vibrates the concrete
I'm sorry if you can't understand
But I need a radio inside my hand
Don't mean to offend other citizens
But I kick my volume way past
back queen with the sugar hills
I should be splicing verse without the payment of a dollar bill
I gots to chill though or think about sex
'Cause if
A sweet georgia minstrel who loves to sing the blues
Get it
Come and get it
When you get back home to your flat in the city
Notice that your neighbor has
petty and sheist
But that's only til you treat 'em like a video and edit they life

This is a threat, when I talk you listen to death
And if I run out
me by the hour
By my blue collar
You're squeezin' me too tight
It's Friday night
Let's run tonight
Till the morning light.

[Chorus]
Keep
me by the hour
By my blue collar
You're squeezin' me too tight
It's Friday night
Let's run tonight
Till the morning light.

[Chorus]
Keep
(Na na na na na ...)

Somewhere in the distance 
The radios beckoning me on I feel
I'm right back here with you again
I wonder if your listening
Does
you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home
told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you

'Cause I
on the floor

This is Russian radio here
Calling you to come back home
This is Russian radio here
Run while you still can

Different sides we take our
my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can
the Piper said that "every night
(Bow bow)
(I'm the Pied Piper)
(Bow bow bow bow bow)
(In the radio)

After midnight if you leave your on your
a small town and a Saturday night
Blue jean babies in the full moonlight
Tip back your Dixie, howl at the stars
Every time you hear that sly guitar
And your
needed
What you needed me to do

But the moment has passed by me now
You have put away my pride
And just come through for you somehow

If you ever need
Once I tried to row
'Cause you know I hate to fly
so I set out from the coast
But got battered by the tide
As I glided back to shore
I raised