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Toon Time (N-Toon) · Toon Tunes: Action-Packed Anthems (Hutchinson, Hutch) · So Not Over You [Radio Edit/Johnny Douglas Radio Mix] (Simply Red) · Alibi [Radio Edit] (David Gray) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Minimal Radio Edit (Experience of Music) · Technologic [Radio Edit] (Daft Punk) · Let the Light In [Radio Edit] (Bob Schneider) · Margarita [Radio Edit] (Sleepy Brown) · Radio Edit (Apulanta) – and 90 other albums »


and bones
And by the time I found
Who I was really in love with
It wasn't The Beatles or The Rolling Stones...

"Ready, steady, go."
And all the things
Back in the days of the 33 and 45
First time I remember feelin' alive
Playin' like a'ringin' a bell 'n' I learned it off the radio
Sure it was only
Frank met Jane now, and Jane met Eddie, on the radio show
Who wants to have fun, who's hot and ready for the radio show?
Call up the station, have a go,
you some.

Frank met Jane now, and Jane met Eddie - on the radio show.
Who wants to have fun, who's hot and ready? - for the radio show.
Call up
and Jane met Eddie on the radio show.
Who wants to have fun, who's hot and ready? for the radio show.
Call up the station, have a go, get the phone in your
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come back with his goons
Put me in
scope got your movements on zoom
Boom new toon, write songs in my room
Sleeping with the bride, even though I ain't the groom
Your husband assume, come
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'

To all, rise and shine, give
than I, so approved by Carly Simon.
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'.
To all - rise and shine; give God the glory.
I already give
was not ready
When I f**** this d**e by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say "when"
She had my b**** in
people, I was not ready
When I fucked this dyke by the name of Freddie
She made a little speech then,
Aw, she tried to make me say when
She had my balls
the fire
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah

Sweet
about to be fired
Black radio shame, pop rap's to blame
Program your playlist to sound the same
With a disco tempo, cliche intro
Whack rap tracks for
Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck
Ya better get ready cause I'm pickin' you up
With a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a luck
We'll run
work
Sittin' by the fire
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack
Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck
Ya better get ready cause I'm pickin' you up
With a full moon a shinin' and a little bit a luck
We'll run
Ooh, sittin' down by the fire
Oh, the radio does play
The classical music, said Jim, the 'March of the Wooden Soldiers'
All you protest kids, you can
to splurge on effects and reverb
Once that cue system shit hit them ears your brain's gonna curve
Drop the mister two inch, half inch for any edits
Radio
Well we meet on the corner
And we talk all night
About our wealth situation
At a rock'n' Roll drive
We go cruisin'
So the conversation turns to wise
work
Sittin' by the fire
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
The march of the wooden soldiers
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack
of my mind trying to shine like the sun in the sky
It's just because I want attention when I'm sliding by
Medium heavy guess I'm ready to rotate like
a diaper n' he hangs it on a stick 
Over his back n' goes headin' on down by the pierside.

He gettin' on down by the pierside, 
His manager's down there
have to have those young girls fool ya, you dig?
Trick ya outta your check, so you can learn about it
Don't try to play if you ain't ready for it
tempo, fast or even hyper
Just like a sniper, pied microphone piper

Smooth rough and ready, hardcore stayin' steady
In the lane, rock 'n' roll ready
have to have those young girls fool ya, you dig?
Trick ya outta your check, so you can learn about it
Don't try to play if you ain't ready for it