Hope the race was fun
Need a stereo map
From the crowded stands
I was at it again
When the stars were straight
And you kissed his nose
Only once or two
CHORUS
YOUR SOOO
WITH IT
RADIO GUN
YOUR SOO
When there was no me
And there was no you
Had a thousand dreams
But we stay when we can
Thought of what i'd say
Thought of what i'd do
When you felt so bad
CHORUS
Over under you run
Twenty-four hour gun
Glowing through an x-ray
Found a radio ace
What this show doesnt need
Is the need to be show
They'll just forget you
CHORUS