Songtexte:
December Radio

down an old dirt road You've got your hand out the window, listenin' to the radio That's where I wanna be On an old park bench in the middle of December

: December 1965 in Caracas When Arnie LaFlamme(?) took his piece of the pie When he packed up the casino chips, the IOU and the abacus And switched off

he wrote Those were the days I remember We used to be close, then I was nine, coldest winter I remember Was slippin' in December, two feet of snow Yeah

s hard remembering Places and faces they think I'm what December brings The day is just like moments turned to hours , All the graphs, sound check, radio

: (feat. Jazzie Jeff, Biz Markie, Slick Rick) (let's listen to this dramatic show which was popular in the early days of radio) [Will Smith] Ha ha,

I could have been a brain surgeon I could have been a pharmacist I gave a shot at radio revivalist With the boss man I'd have never been missed Me so

in mid December Now the chill wind blows Sunny skies are only teasing You won't show And it's cold enough to snow - 0,5 min instrumental - On the radio

face, before you get bust quickly! Verse two: KRS-One Thats the hip hop, the hibby I rip it in a minute cause I'm gifted Like December 25th Now let

don't feel anything It's hard remembering places and faces They think I'm what December brings The day is just like moments turned to hours Autographs, sound check, radio