Something's Wrong With My Radio

Something's wrong with my radio

Punch my card at five o'clock
Friday night and I'm ready to rock
Hit the switch, spin the dial
Can't find nothing with a rockin' style

Something's wrong with my radio
It says "Slow down" I say "Go"
They might stare, but baby I don't care
We're gonna rock, rock, rock

Grease my hair count my dough
Tell that DJ where to go
Try to listen for a little while
Long haired music it cramps my style

Something's wrong with my radio
It says "Slow down" I say "Go"
They might stare, but baby I don't care
We're gonna rock, rock

I honk my horn in jumps my gal
Just one look and make it straightens her curls
Radio is off I have a hunch
The radio station is out to lunch

Something's wrong with my radio
It says "Slow down" I say "Go"
Well they might stare, but baby I don't care
We're gonna rock, rock, rock

Well there's something's wrong with my radio
(Something's wrong with my radio)
Something wrong with my radio
(Something's wrong with my radio)
They might stare, but baby I don't care
We're gonna rock, rock, rock