| I’m a vagabond, a cowboy from the desert
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| I used to be all sand and stone but now you’re on my microphone
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| When I laid eyes on you I thought you were too pretty
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| To leave you standing all alone, I felt a need to take you home
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| But you say that I’m not your kind of a man
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| That I don’t understand
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| You got me feeling like a radio
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| Like a radio, like a radioactive mother
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| That is why I have to dance on my own
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| Feeling bad to the bone
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| Like a radioactive mother
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| You got me feeling like a radioactive motherlover
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| So the times are new and so are you my lady
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| It used to be a different game, I’m still the same, I’m a manly man
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| Are you riding in the land of great confusion
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| I don’t know how to make you mine, won’t take your no, you’re way too fine
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| But you say that I’m not your kind of a man
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| That I don’t understand
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| You got me feeling like a radio
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| Like a radio, like a radioactive mother
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| That is why I have to dance on my own
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| Feeling bad to the bone
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| Like a radioactive mother
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| Would it kill you to give a guy like me a chance?
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| Would I kill you if you refused me your last dance?
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| You got me feeling like a radio
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| Like a radio, like a radioactive mother
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| That is why I have to dance on my own
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| Feeling bad to the bone
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| Like a radioactive mother (lover)
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| You got me feeling like a radioactive mother-lover |