Radio

My my radio oh no

ulla ulla ugha ugha

Pop chuari yeah come on !



My girl my girl my girl

Won't listen

won't listen to my radio

She says "Now big deal !

Big deal ! Wanna see the picture show"

She kicks her highheel

sneakers all around my head

Into the hifi speakers

of my stereo set



My radio my radio



When I was just about this tall

We didn't have no receiver at all

We just picked up the sounds

right from the streets

For we didn't a sound machine

When I earned my first money you know

I rushed into the shop and bought a radio

I still recall those younger days

When radios were supplying

sounds from outer space



My radio my radio



All the way from Memphis

And California IA

Sounds are coming to us and

sounds are here to stay



My radio my radio



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