Hokis

Turn, turn the radio low

I've got to talk to you

Turn, turn the radio low…

Got a half-Armenian girlfriend

She tests me like a Scantron

She'll only tell me what's wrong

If she's hit the bong ba bong bong

Feeling melodramatic and spastic

She ain't made of West Coast plastic

I lay awake with an aching

Is it all in my head like she said?

Turn turn the radio low

I've got to talk to you

Turn turn the radio low…

I'm in love with the sounds that you make

And the ground that you walk on

I'm running after you

I'm in love with the way

That you're making me wait

I just want to be catching up to you

Got a half Armenian girlfriend

She's hotter than I am handsome

She'll fuck you up and then some

She'll rock the boat to bedlam

Feeling melodramatic and spastic

She ain't made of West Side plastic

And I lay awake with an aching

Is it all in my head like she said?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah!

I'm in love with the sounds that you make

And the ground that you walk on

I'm running after you

I'm in love with the way

That you're making me wait

I just want to be catching up to you

I just want to be catching up to you

I just want to be catching up to you

I just want to be catching up to you

Turn, turn the radio low

I've got to talk to you

Turn, turn the radio low

I've gotta get through to you