Lyrics:
dance the last dance
So let's dance the last dance tonight
Do the hustle
Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio
And it said exactly
fact this jam is def
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid cause Rick said
plays her radio up loud
If I was sad, well, I'm happy now
And it feels so good to know
I got you where you belong
Here in my heart, right by my side
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
Take a left here boy, take it slow
Don't get distracted by that radio
I just rolled my eyes and I said, "Daddy, I know
I'm fifteen, I ain't green
on laughin' just so I wouldn't cry
Anyway, he bought blue orchids for my hair
I felt like Ginger Rogers after she lost Fred Astaire
I got by last night
every time I hear that jam
Grabbed my baby right by her hand
Even if my day was going all wrong
Feel like making love with the radio on
Snatched my
The girls won't be on you, Fred your face is all burnt!";
I patted him on the shoulder said, ";Thanks for stopping by.";
Then I opened up the door and said
words alone
These words that are haunting me still, it said:
He lies a young man struck down in his prime
By the awesome burning power of love
He
(You get your head down, will you)
I want you to march
Eyes go right, shoulder arms
Left wheel turn, show your charms
Change your clothes,
"Sounds like a real man to me"
"Mind if I turn on the radio?"
"Oh, my favorite song" she said
And it was Joni singing "Help me I think I'm falling"
"Sounds like a real man to me"
"Mind if I turn on the radio?"
"Oh, my favorite song" she said
And it was Joni singing "Help me I think I'm falling"
And chasing it down with beer
Well I started sweating that old sticky sweat
And I know I was white as a sheep
Then one turned the radio on wide open
And said
the roadrunner
That's right
Said welcome to the spirit of 1956
Patient in the bushes next to '57
The highway is your girlfriend as you go by quick
Suburban
Siren is bending, the radio humming
Sun is breaking through and the storm is coming
The score is obscure, the melody fractured
It went by my window,
Down at the corner by a hot-dog stand
I seen a man, I said, 'howdy friend'
I guess there's just us two
He screamed a bit and away he flew
Thought I was
the roadrunner
That's right
Said welcome to the spirit of 1956
Patient in the bushes next to '57
The highway is your girlfriend as you go by quick
Suburban
on the psychiatric couch
He said, "Tell me about it"
Well, the whole thing started at 3 o'clock fast
It was all over by quarter past
I was down in the sewer with
Most definitely created by me
Goin' down in radio history
I'm good to go on your radio
And I'm cold gettin' paid 'cause Rick said so
Make the woofers
steal away on a Saturday night
Meet in the field when the time was right
Just us two and a starry sky
Felt like paradise
I said Ooh Baby goin' down
that kills me right where I stand
You're my stay in bed, rainy day, radio on
And you're the reason why they write them songs
I've been up in smoke
a musical natural
H.A.P.P.Y.
Just by mistake
One day I turned on my dial
From my radio came this is incredible sound
The music they were playing right
Would you believe that?
If you believe that?
TV killed the radio
TV killed the radio
Let's get it, what if they told you this music was bogus?
now im a nightmare you stay right
there I got the fever for the flavor of a
single see me and Shady I think we got it
locked down shocked by the sound I
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