got the radio on, cussin' every thing I own Dreamin' in the long dark night Got the radio, got the radio on I got the radio on, got the radio, got the radio on
be doing But I had to, to keep on living What's yo excuse, I mean really Cause you wanna ride through the hood on twenty-fours Good woman at home but
But You... You Make Me Feel Good... So Good... It's Hard To Describe You Ya Know... It's Everything About You I Mean... Damn! You Make Me Feel Good..! [
: Home show, mom wont know Run out the back door Hes passed out on the floor Third time, been caught twice Forgive our neighbor Bob I think he humped
dances across the porch. As the radio plays Roy Orbison singing for the lonely Hey that's me and I want you only Don't turn me home again, I just can
, I got a call `bout quarter to nine There was trouble in a roadhouse out on the Michigan line There was a kid lyin' on the floor lookin' bad bleedin' hard from
hours your mind gets hazy Radio relays towers, won't you lead me to my baby? Underneath the overpass, trooper hits his party light switch Good night, good
2] I'm from the East Coast of Canada, home of the bag pipe Known for the fiddle players, beer and our keg price Known for Alexander Keiths and the Donair Home
: on my way from the studio driving on my way home happy cos i'm gonna see my girl tonight somethin' messing with my radio got to be my cellphone ringin
cranium You?re too worried about them honeys at the Peladium Who just wanna cling on, swing on And so on, go on, fall off, the hoes roll on To the
way back Is to keep your head straight Never inflate the cranium Your crew worried about them honies at the paladium Who just wanna cling on swing on And so on and go on
A Half Past, I Can Make You Explode You Dont Wanna Brave The Cold, You Wanna Diddy Combs I Can Take You On Outer-Limits Away From Home In The Middle
me It's your good rockin' daddy down from Tennessee Well I'm just outta Austin bound for San Antone With the radio blastin' and the bird dog on There'
show on the walls of my home Buried and turn off the radio, turn off the radio I will always remember Making out til the sun went down Counting stars on
: (feat. Raheem "Radio" DeVaughn) [Intro: Raheem DeVaughn] This is a story of a player from the Island That lost his way, such a price to pay To, kiss
just beat trial (I just want to celebrate) We hype for just bein here [Ghostface Killah:] Stones on every arm, the crib is ten million The corks from
