Lyrics:
Sunday mornin', man, she woke up fightin' mad
Bitchin' and moanin' on and on 'bout the time I had
And by Tuesday, you could say that girl was good
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
DP on the beat i'm Marty McFly
Fly, I'm Marty McFly yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, what the fuck is you talkin' bout?
Shit, I know
Nigga, what you
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
the credit for your second symphony
Rewritten by machine on new technology
And now I understand the supernova scene
oh a oh
I met your children
oh-a-oh
Well tonight if you turn your radio on
You might hear a sad, sad song
About someone who lost everything they had
It may sound like me
But I
fine
I wanna listen to the radio
Driving down Calexico highway
And now I know the signs for sure
Hold my hand
I want to share it all with Mary
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
Fancy - wait by the radio
painted to rising
wind in the air
your picture on the wall
one empty chair
one broken promise
one lonely prayer
turn
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
'em
Recording and rewarding so we won't be missin' 'em
Keep on playin' song, LP playin' long
Jay, D, and Joe, keep the radio stayin' on
I always say
just me and my radio
Ain't misbehavin', savin' all of my love for you
No one to walk with, all by myself
No one to talk with but I'm happy
Zyeq
I'm baked so I'm spittin' the bars and rhymes (Bars)
Feel like a bird 'cause I'm fly (Bird)
Higher than Marty McFly (Fly)
I took a pill, I
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
We are having a party
Dancing to the music
Played by the D.J.
On the radio
The cokes are in the ice box
Popcorn's on the table
Me and my baby
If you had a time machine, what would you do
I don't know I would, uh, I would go to the future
Yeah
I just pulled up in the Marty McFly
I assure
on the radio was singing our lives
I can't say that the moon in the sky was shinin' any brighter than it is tonight
But it looked on fire back then
It
And when I got back to the car you know
This radio had run my battery down
I know it's hard for you to believe
Oh I believe you, I really do believe you
I
So round, so firm, so fully packed, that's my gal
So complete, front to back, that's my pal
Toasted by the sun and I'm a son of a gun
She don't
No one to talk with
All by myself
No one to walk with
But I'm happy on the shelf
Ain't misbehavin'
I'm savin' my love for you
I know for
the shirt right off my back
You can dream about a honeymoon for two
You can dream but that's about all you can do
'Cause by the time old uncle Sam gets
need my own parade
Fuck itm give me hand grenades
Watch me make a suicide salad out a rap ballad
For the love of the kill, I kill for the love
I
You're really gonna be someone
Ask anyone
And when you find everything you've looked for
I hope your love leads you back to my door
Oh, but if it
remains the same
For help and consolation
I'll turn it on again
Turn it up
Turn it up
Alone with disconnection
And not a lonesome word
I reach out
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