Studio Killers Friday Night Gurus
[Verse 1]
Where is the boy whose bass is big and bold?
Where is the boy whose beats are made of solid gold?
They've got a sound
Funny how, funny how
Funny how it flows
Heaven is down wherever their DJ bag goes
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playing on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do
My Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies, as silly as they seem
You're from another world
[Verse 2]
Where is the boy? The boogie's strong in him
He'll make you dance as smoothly as the dolphins swim
They've got a sound
Seriously obese in the bass frequencies
Perfectly round, like spirals in their DNA
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playing on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do
My Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies, as silly as they seem
You're from another world
[Bridge]
I walk the night through the people on the street
Oh, what I would give to be in your company
Into the night with the sailors of the sleaze
All hands on deck, they're like animals in heat
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playing on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do
My Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies, as silly as they seem
You're from another world
You're from another world
