Oh honey you turn me on
I’m a radio
I’m a country station
I’m a little bit corny
I’m a wildwood flower
Waving for you
I’m a broadcasting tower
Waving for you
Yeah, it kinda made me feel proud when I heard him say
You couldn’t find the words to say it yourself
And now in my heart, I know I can say what I really feel
'Cause they said it really loud, they said it on the air
On the radio
I can feel it coming in the air tonight
Oh Lord
And I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life
Oh Lord
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight?
Oh Lord, oh Lord
Oh Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends
So Lord, won’t you buy me a Mercedes Benz
Asked a girl what she wanted to be
She said, Baby, can’t you see?
I wanna be famous, a star of the screen
But you can do something in between
Baby, you can drive my car
Yes, I’m gonna be a star
Baby, you can drive my car
And maybe I’ll love you
Well I was driving by myself through Tennessee
And I broke down on the side of the road, look at me
Well I got a mohawk, and that’s really sad
That I don’t think that they’ll think I’m a good man
So I went to a bar, so I could use the phone
The guy just looked at me and said “Hell no!”
F Y MF
Well I stuffed my hair up under my hat
And told the bartender that I had a flat
And would he be kind enough to give me change for a one
Well there was one thing I was sure proud to see
There wasn’t a soul in the place except for him and me
And he just looked disgusted and pointed toward the telephone
And a happy couple enters the bar
Dangerously close to one another
The bartender looks up from his want ads
But all I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
All I wanna do is have some fun
I got a feeling I’m not the only one
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he’s quick with a joke, or to light up your smoke
But there’s some place that he’d rather be
Lay something on the bar besides your elbow,
Something like an old ten dollar bill.
Lay something on the bar besides your elbow,
We can’t ring up your elbow in the till.
Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel
Yeah, we’re goin’ to the Roadhouse
We’re gonna have a real
Good time
I’m goin’ down to South Park
Gonna have myself a time
Friendly faces everywhere
Humble folks without temptation
Goin’ down to South Park
Gonna leave my woes behind
Ample parking, day or night
People spouting, “Howdy, neighbor!”
It’s a neighborly day in this beauty wood
A neighborly day for a beauty
Would you be mine?
Could you be mine?
You didn’t have to be so nice
I would have liked you anyway
If you had just looked once or twice
And gone upon your quiet way
I met the man I call my dad when I was five years old
He took my mom out to a movie and for once I got to go
A few months later, I remember lying there in bed
I overheard him pop the question and I prayed that she’d say yes
There he sits with a pen and a yellow pad
What a handsome lad, that’s my boy
B-R-L-F-Q spells mom and dad
Well that ain’t too bad, 'cause that’s my boy
Well you can have your TV and your nightclubs
And you can have your drive-in - picture show
I’ll stay here with my little man near
We’ll listen to the radio
Biding my time watching Scotty grow
You’re the end of the rainbow, my pot of gold
You’re daddy’s little girl to have and to hold
A precious gem is what you are
You’re mommy’s bright and shining star
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams will take you very far, yeah
But when you wish upon a dream
Life ain’t always what it seems, oh yeah
What you see on nights so clear, hey?
In the sky so very dear, yeah?
You’re a shining star
No matter who you are
Shining bright to see
What you could truly be
It makes no difference if you’re black or white
If you’re a boy or a girl
If the music’s pumping it will give you new life
You’re a superstar, yes, that’s what you are, you know it
Jesus Christ, Jesus Christ
Who are you? What have you sacrificed?