Radio My my radio oh no
ulla ulla ugha ugha
Pop chuari yea c´mon !
My girl my girl my girl
Won´t listen
won´t listen to my radio
She says "Now big deal !
Big deal ! Want to 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 1st money you know
I rushed into the shop & 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´re coming to us and
sounds´re here to stay
My radio my radio
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