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