Hands on the Radio

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
 She don't think about me much now
 You 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, oh, oh
 You used love the way I stood there
 You used praise my frame
 
 But now I'm begging for your touch dear
 Well, things just ain't the same
 She don't think about me much now
 You 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, oh, oh
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 You used to dance around me
 Come and light me up
 Just twist me, baby
 
 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?
 
 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, oh, oh
 Put your hands on the radio