Radio My my radio oh no ulla ulla ugha
ugha Pop chuari yeah come on !
My girl
my girl my girl Won't listen won't listen
to my radio She says "Now big deal
! Big deal ! Wanna 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 first money you know I rushed into
the shop and 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 are coming
to us and sounds are here to stay