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 My radio my radio Chorus