My heart's a stereoIt beats for you, so listen closeHear my thoughts in every no-o-ote
Make me your radioAnd turn me up when you feel lowThis melody was meant for youTo sing along to my stereo
If I was just another dusty record on the shelfWould you blow me off and play me like everybody elseIf I asked you to scratch my back, could you manage that(unintelligible, but NOT "... read well, check it") Travie, I can handle thatFurthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracksIt's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracksI used to used to used to used to, now I'm over thatCause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understandI'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the handsTo keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tuneAnd know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you
My heart's a stereoIt beats for you, so listen closeHear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radioAnd turn me up when you feel lowThis melody was meant for youTo sing along to my stereo
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh, to my stereoOh oh oh, to sing along to my stereo
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