Radio

Before the cocaine and the midnight train
she was a pretty girl
Before the tears fell on her lonely smile
she was a silly girl

She was dancing around like there was no one around
there wasn't any girls
She was holding a bag over a mirror in class
like one of many girls, many girls

When it was time to put it all on the line
she was a ready girl
Takin' the shots, another one of the rocks
she was a steady girl

Dope in the bag, another token of trash
it's just a pity girl
Never enough, no, it was never enough
she was a gimme girl, gimme girl

And the beat, it rolls over and over
Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, ot goes on
On forever through the stars, it's solar

Yeah, she's in the radio
Radio
Radio
Radio, radio
Oh-oh

Before the streets and all the lonely creeps
he was a good boy
Before the goons he did it all for fun
Now he's a hood boy

He put the weight in the bag, he carried weight to the ave
to be the big boy
He got high on the stash, yeah, he got high on the glass
Now he's a sick boy, sick boy

And the beat, it rolls over and over
Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on
On forever through the stars, it's solar

Yeah, she's in the radio
Radio
Radio
Radio, radio
Okay

Fell asleep on the dash and then you wake up crashed
Yeah, it's a crippled world
Not awake for a ride, well then you're dreamin' alive
yeah, in your little world

Out there chasin' the thrills, runnin' away from your bills
Yeah, it's a rigged world
Like a rat in a mill you're running dead on your heels
Out in the real world, real world

And the beat, it rolls over and over
Like the wheels under the Chevy Nova
It goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on
On forever through the stars, it's solar

Yeah, she's in the radio
Radio
The radio
Radio, radio
Oh-oh

Radio
The radio (it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, on forever)
Radio, radio
Oh-oh

Radio
Radio
The radio (it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, it goes on, on forever)
Radio, radio
Oh-oh