[Verse 1]
She goes crazy for my crackle
Hypnotized by my hum
You used to lie down at my feet girl
And wonder where that voice came from
[Chorus]
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way I sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can I say?
Put your hands on the radio
[Verse 2]
You used to love the way I stood there
Used to praise my frame
But now I'm begging for your touch, dear
Things just ain't the same
[Chorus]
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way I sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can I say?
Put your hands on the radio, oh
[Bridge]
Used to dance around me
Come and light me up
Just twist me, baby
[Chorus]
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way I sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can I say?
[Chorus]
She don't think about me much now
Used to love the way I sang
I just sit collecting dust now
What more can I say?
Put your hands on the radio
Put your hands on the radio
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