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(m. crenshaw, s. llanas, k. neumann) |
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Well i don't know what she looks like |
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I've never seen her face before |
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But i hear her on my radio |
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From 1a.m. till 4 |
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She's playing all my favorite records |
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She tells me all the latest news |
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I take her into my bed each night |
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And she rocks away my blues |
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'cause she's my girl, my radio girl |
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Well sometimes in the middle of the night |
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I call her on the telephone |
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When i hear her voice on the other end |
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I don't feel all alone |
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Then i ask her to play that old song for me |
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This is a man's man's world |
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She always plays it right away |
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'cause she's my radio girl |
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She's my girl, my radio girl |
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Chorus: |
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Hey what's that sound |
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What do you call that sound |
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I like the stuff you play |
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And the things you say |
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Oh come on and gimmie some rock music |
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Or some r&b or anything you wanna play |
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Anything you chose |
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'cause your're my girl |
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My radio girl |
