Weeks Hands On The Radio
She goes crazy for my crackle
Hypnotized by my hum
Used to lie down at my feet girl
Wonder where that voice came from
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way i sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can i say?
Put your hands on the radio-o-o-o
Used love the way i stood there
Used praise my frame
Now I'm begging for your touch dear
Things just ain't the same
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way i sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can i say?
Put your hands on the radio-o-o-o
Used to dance around me
Come and light me up
Just twist me baaabbyyy
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way i sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can i say
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way i sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can i say
Put your hands on the radio-o-o-o
Put your hands on the radio
