sad country song Those guys that they play Know just what to say Turn the radio on. Chorus Shut up and drive Don't look in the mirror Turn the radio
Boy Radio Live With Ya Boy T-Pain We Love Rap Music Listen, Uh We Got A Caller On Line One Caller What's Your Problem: Hello, I'm On The Radio With T-
When you do those things to me (uh) Dont let nothing stop you mo-oo-ove Ring the alarm The club is jumping now so get up (Verse 2) I said Ciara's on your radio
money Welcome to the East Coast, home of the innocence Still Piegon Holed, as a farm or a fisher man No major league teams, baseball or hockey No urban radio, just country
radio take him far away Listenin? to XPRS and KRLA. Plastic silver nine-volt heart You click it on and let the music start And the radio was his toy The radio
home yesterday Yesterday... Country roads...take me home To the place...I belong West Virginia...Mountain momma Take me home...country roads Country
on the city shoulder Can't get no work, I can't get a job I just sit and play my radio in the parking lot Well they're breaking down doors in foreign countries
: Intro America hahaha We love you How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours? The stripes and the stars for the
West Virginia, Mounty Momma Take me home, country roads Take me home, country roads Take me home, country roads Take me home, country roads
better wear a vest man, yo boy, dough boy, brought down to no boy, neva been a hoe boy, know to rock the show boy, dough boy, glow boy, lover boy, pretty boy, city boy, country
gicci ain't with it, sex and the city way I handle my women Ya think it's crest school 09'so icey boys, baby blast da radio like ll Gucci I'm crazy like
: He was born in Asia Minor Colonized Jewish man His dad a carpenter This was occupied land Apprentice to his fathers trade His country paid its duesTo
: [Radio talkback...] [Cheers] Well I'm left sitting here staring into a beer shaking my head at the same ol' loathing and fear Stranger in my own land
441 with the windows down A beer in one hand, the radio blasting My old needs I won't recognize I'm Over You Miles of country road rise, rise away
just think once,or try some school at night They're makin' radio wack,people have to escape But even if I'm banned,I'll sell a million tapes Radio suckers
He dipped behind the wall, Shalenka couldn't aim to touch it These cats have started something that they couldn't finish Now they flee the country Yo,
spoke for us all, spoke for us all I saw loaded linen tables And a motherless colt then it was gone I saw hungry brothers waiting With the radio on, radio
blowing like a breeze Country roads, take me home To the place, I be-long West virginia, mountain momma Take me home, country roads All my memries,