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On the Radio
by Donna Summer

Someone found the letter you wrote me on the radio
And they told they world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
They never said your name, but I knew just who they meant
Whoa, I was so surprised and shocked and I wondered too
If by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I'd been feeling over you
But, they said it really loud, they said it on the air

On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
Now, now . . .

Don't it kind of strike you sad when you hear our song?
Things are not the same since we broke up last June
The only thing that I wanna hear is that you love me still
And that you think you'll be coming home real soon
Whoa-oooo, yeah it kind of made me feel proud when I heard him say
You couldn't find the words to say it yourself
And now in my heart I know I can say what I really feel
'Cause they said it really loud, they said it on the air

On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooooooooo
On the Radio.

If you think that love isn't found on the radio
Then tune right in you may find a love you lost
'Cause now I'm sitting here with a man I sent away long ago
He found me really loud, he said it really loud

On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio, whoa-oooo
On the Radio (radio, radio, radio, radio, radio)