Keep in time with that ancient rhyme
They can feel the beat with those stomping feet
Hoof and hide, cast iron soulful eyes
They don’t give a damn, a teenage rock band
Group therapy meets in my car with me
A Freudian slip of silk, a cookie crumbles in milk
It’s so sweet to me, the idea of advice for free
A big boned barmaid who shares the same mistakes with you
Only on the radio
Masquerade in stereo
I can see your face in there, only on the radio
A fading art form lost in a static storm
Ball lightening caught on my tongue, it stings
I promise not to tell for fear of going to hell
My own moniker sounds like a mocking bird
Burning up, oh, I’m burning up
I saw you in the sea floating past me
But I can’t make you out with that sun dress fanned out
I’ll always remember that flower and sun hat, it happens
Only on the radio
Masquerade in stereo
I can see your face in there, only on the radio
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