Lyrics

My Ol' Radio I can move my lips nod my head Tap my foot lyin' quiet in the bed I dont wanna be spoon fed I dont need to be told What i listen to on my ol radio Late at night up early in the mornin' God bless my neighbor and my ol radio That big dog gets hungry he aint never satisfied Scratchin' in my ear and howlin' in my mind He gonna eat hisself to death leave nuthinl for the rest It's a shame and a sin to let that ol devil win. Do your own self a favor dont you worry for me Let them jones keep on jonesin' and me and you are free. C. 2007 gypsyeyes music, bmi Malcolm holcombe
Writer(s): Malcolm Holcombe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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