
FM Songtext
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Worry the bottle, mama,
It's grapefruit wine.
Kick off your high heeled sneakers,
It's party time.
The girls don't seem to care what's on
As long as they play till dawn.
Nothing but blues and Elvis
And somebody else's favorite song.
It's grapefruit wine.
Kick off your high heeled sneakers,
It's party time.
The girls don't seem to care what's on
As long as they play till dawn.
Nothing but blues and Elvis
And somebody else's favorite song.
Give us some funked up Muzak,
She treats you nice.
Feed us some hungry reggae,
She loves you twice.
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right.
No static at all,
No static at all,
No static at all.
FM, no static at all.
Give us some funked up Muzak,
She treats you nice.
Feed us some hungry reggae,
She loves you twice.
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right.
No static at all, No static at all,
No static at all.
FM, no static at all.
She treats you nice.
Feed us some hungry reggae,
She loves you twice.
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right.
No static at all,
No static at all,
No static at all.
FM, no static at all.
Give us some funked up Muzak,
She treats you nice.
Feed us some hungry reggae,
She loves you twice.
The girls don't seem to care tonight
As long as the mood is right.
No static at all, No static at all,
No static at all.
FM, no static at all.
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