Lyrics:
Oh oh o-o-oh, oh oh o-oh
Life's a tangled web
Of cell phone calls and hashtag I-don't-knows
And you you're so caught up
In all the blinking
get yourself lost in a sad country song
Those guys that they play know just what to say turn the radio on
I'm the voice you never listen to
And I
down
Our street has its social issues
And violent crime by the bucket load
They laughed when they named it Harmony Road
They say where you're born
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
are crashing for the sunrise
I'm so proud of all I've done
My life is defined by the smallest moments
And Kevin understand this
And he says, Dave,
I
heat
The memories are still so sweet
Time's gone by but it's plain to see
I still love you and you still love me
Let's shake these troubles put 'em
radio like the Crash Crew
Ask whoever you want, I'm managin' the funk on the paper
Outside of that we pull capers for days
Ridin throughout the maze
bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name
I bet there'd still be a spark
From back when I
home alive
She warned against his loss of sleep and driving fast in that old heap
And that he had to be at work by five.
BJ the DJ you're living
knock you out
Mama said knock you out
Shadow boxing when I heard you on the radio, UH
I just don't know
What made you forget that I was raw
But now I
motherfuckin' panties off, you ain't no nun, shit
I be living in the sky every time I ride by them hoes
Ribbon in the sky on the radio 'cause Stevie know I
but I know I'm not alone
My muse is here inside me so I'm never on my own
Me and my muse, we're making music
Me and my muse, we're making music for you
bumped into you by happenstance
You probably wouldn't even know who I am
But if I whispered your name
I bet there'd still be a spark
From back when I
into the street
Dreaming while you sleep
Dreaming while you sleep
Memories to keep
Dreaming while you sleep
I can never understand just what
Ain't no doors and no windows
Just a roll bar and a radio
If it rains you're gonna get wet
But that old 302 ain't let me down yet
It's a cutout
So call up the line
Get down wit, down wit us
This is a re-quest Mr. radio man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (your on the line girl)
just one thing I want to know
Can we do this next winter
Oh! What a Christmas to remember
You've made this a Christmas to remember
Springtime
the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose
to analyze even the cause of it
You're driving home late one night and on the radio
Comes an old familiar song you used to know so well
(you know a lot about
the Devil's tryin' to break me down
(Jesus walks with me, with me, with me, with me, with me)
You know what the Midwest is?
Young and Restless
Where
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my
made you cry
But we got by
[CHORUS:]
My old friend
You make me feel young again
My old friend
You're just as pretty as you were back then
That they're about to play my record
On the radio
So I write another song as I go along
To let you know just where I been
Don't want to meet myself
your blood?
Did it come from your daddy and mama?
Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
Did you lock eyes with
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