Lyrics:
sit by the radio, hands on the dial tune
As you hear it, pump up the volume
Jump when you hear them speakers let it off (off, woo)
Mr. VA 'bout
around
Yeah get around
Ahh ooo ooo
It happened on the strip where the road is wide
(Oooo rev it up now)
Two cool shorts standin' side by side
home
And all them stonies are dancin' to the radio
And I got the world callin' me up free tonight on the phone
(I need a lover that won't drive me
by the way they had behaved
Doin' the things that we want to ...
It reminds me of the movies Marty made about New York
Doin' the things that we
Turn the radio up
It's time to get down
Feeling high on the hopes in the wind
Your first lover to love and the lightning above
Taking off to where
is Grand Larceny
Grand Larceny
I'm a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed
You can fight all night, but you'll still get jacked
By the show
When I was young
I'd listened to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs
Waiting they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such
Listen to the engine, listen to the bell
As the last fire truck from hell
Goes rolling by, all good people are praying,
It's the last temptation
The last
Did you hear what they said on TV
And then a guy in a porsche with his radio hit his born
And told us the news
He said, the president's dead, he was
shine again
Down that road tonight
Remember all the songs that we used to know
Dancin' in the dark to the radio
Lost in the rythmn, kickin' up some
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
niggas close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold part about it, nigga got smoked by a fiend
Tryna floss on him, blind to a broken
the people
Open up for Daddy Kane and Easy up at the Regal
The radio rarely put their needle on my record
They ain't see how the hood and heaven were
and eighty two cents"
So we inched ahead in line
Movin' painfully slow
I got a little bored
So I turned on the radio
Click, turned it off
Because my wife was
the shoutin' is so loud
I turn up the radio to drown it out
And silently I say a little prayer
[Chorus]
But for the grace of God go I
I must've been born
She dropped her boy at school on time
One less worry on her mind
Now it's off to work and on the radio
Come's an old familiar song
And then
Sitting on the front porch
Rain is pouring down
News comes on the radio
There's trouble all around
That's the way it always been
And the way
forty miles from the mill I'm droppin' it into overdrive
Settin' my dial on the radio
I wish my mother was still alive
I see your lover-man comin',
thangs, because I do like that
You heard me on the radio and yes my man I'm true to dat
I run my lyrics the way y'all want to hear em
And shoot my
his daddy's trunk with ice and beer
Yeah he was always stealin' the old man's car
Radio never came in too clear
So I'd hang out one on my piece
miles to go
Sole survivor
Carrying the load
Switches on his radio
Take it away
Want to hear you play
Till the lights go down (down down)
Take it away
fast enough
As for woman
They don't last with just one man
But baby grand
Will stand by me
They say that no one's gonna play this on the radio
They said
In the fragments of the songs
Carried down the wind from some radio
In the murmuring of the city in the distance
Ominous and low
I hear the sound
When I was young
I'd listen to the radio
Waitin' for my favorite songs When they played I'd sing along
It made me smile
Those were such happy
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