Radio Days

Hey DADDY run as-fast-as-you can You oughta-see-my-mama-oh-man She dancin to a radio show And bein kinda naughty-you-know Never seen her actin this-way-before Look she shufflin out-all-over-the-floor It's a song that I ain-never-heard And she just-said-one-of-them-ugly-words Take me back to my radio days Take me back to the simple old ways Far away from the smoke and the haze Take me back to my radio days She shoutin "SING to-me-Rock & Roll-man I could eat you right up-where-you-stand" But she just-now-got-thru-eatin-her-lunch Why she still wanting something-to-munch? See I TOLD you, hey-what-is-this-pop? Why you spinning her around like a top? You-made-my-mama's-garter-belt show And how the heck did your zipper-just-grow? Take me back to my radio days Take me back to the simple old ways Far away from the smoke and the haze Take me back to my radio days One-mo-time-now-1,2,1-2-3... *Hyphens inserted for rhythm purposes or how I heard it in my head