(M. Crenshaw, S. Llanas, K. Neumann)



Well I don't know what she looks like

I've never seen her face before

But I hear her on my radio

From 1a.m. till 4

She's playing all my favorite records

She tells me all the latest news

I take her into my bed each night

And she rocks away my blues

'Cause she's my girl, my radio girl

Well sometimes in the middle of the night

I call her on the telephone

When I hear her voice on the other end

I don't feel all alone

Then I ask her to play that old song for me

This is a man's man's world

She always plays it right away

'Cause she's my radio girl

She's my girl, my radio girl

chorus:

Hey what's that sound

What do you call that sound

I like the stuff you play

And the things you say

Oh come on and gimmie some rock music

Or some R