On My Radio Songtext
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On My Radio Songtext
Get down groover
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a go-go a go-go
He liked to dance to it, down in the streets
He said he loved me, but he loved the beat
But when I switch on, I rotate the dial
I could see it there, driving him so wild
I bought my baby a red radio
He said he loved me, but he had to go
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a go-go a go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
You want to hear one more?
Hello sweet thing
Ok what you wanna hear?
The boiler? You dickhead that was Rhoda not me
I know all blacks look the same
But I mean please that′s ridiculous
Okay
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a go-go a go-go
He liked to dance to it, down in the streets
He said he loved me, but he loved the beat
But when I switch on, I rotate the dial
I could see it there, driving him so wild
I bought my baby a red radio
He said he loved me, but he had to go
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
I bought my baby a red radio
He played it all day, a go-go a go-go
He liked to dance to it down in the streets
He said he loved me but he loved the beat
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
On my radio, on my radio, on my radio, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
It just the same old show, on my radio
You want to hear one more?
Hello sweet thing
Ok what you wanna hear?
The boiler? You dickhead that was Rhoda not me
I know all blacks look the same
But I mean please that′s ridiculous
Okay
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