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I be on the hotline, like err'dayMaking sure the DJ know what I want him to playYou know I got my top back and my beat lowRocking my stunna shades and turnin' up my radioTurning up my radioI think I'm in love with my radio'Cause it never lets me downAnd I fall in love with my stereoWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundThe only one that papa allowed to hang outin my room with the door closedWe'd be aloneAnd mama never freaked outwhen she heard it go boom--[chuckle]'Cause she knew we were in the zoneHold him in my armsand look out on my window at the moonlightAnd he, deep, keepin' me close so I never let him goHe's got a place in my heartI think I'm in love with my radioBecause it never lets me downAnd I fall in love with my stereoWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundWhen I get in my car, turn it upThen I hear vibrations all up in my trunkAnd then bass all be rattlin' through my seatsThen that crazy feeling starts happeningI get butterflies when I hear the DJPlaying the stuff I likeAnd I fall deeper in love with every song he playsHe's got a place in my heartI think I'm in love with my radioBecause it never lets me downAnd I fall in love with my stereoWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundI be on the hotline, like err'dayMakin' sure the DJ know what I want him to playYou know I got my top back and my beat lowRockin' my stunna shades and turnin' up my radioTurn up my radioI think I'm in love with my radioBecause it never lets me downAnd I fall in love with my stereoWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundWhenever I hear that soundOh, oh, oh, whoa
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