Stephen Jones - Radio's Been Thinking Again Lyrics
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Radio's Been Thinking Again
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What Are The Lyrics For Radio's Been Thinking Again By Stephen Jones?
Knocking me off the air into electronic oblivion
TV's on TV's on TV's on so what's wrong I can't breathe and my eyes don't belong Too much too fast On the rough side of the glass Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off Radio's on in my car I can't get my pigskin gloves off the wheel I'm spinning (I'm spinning) On black ice (on black ice) I'm tired of hearing us puking up the past Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off Knocking me off the air into electronic oblivion Knocking me off the air in Knocking me off the air into electronic oblivion Knocking me off the air in Knocking me off the air in Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off Radio's been thinking again I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I can't turn it off I don't pretend to be different from everybody else |
Who Wrote Radio's Been Thinking Again By Stephen Jones?
Stephen Jones
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What's The Duration Of The Radio's Been Thinking Again By Stephen Jones?The duration of Radio's Been Thinking Again is 4:56 minutes and seconds. |
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