I wanna be like Kanye I'll be the king of me, me, me Like Kanye, Kanye, yeah yah, yeah yah I have never wished and hoped Didn't need a telescope To see where I am going I have never been the one Trying hard to hold my tongue Is my stereo on

You're gonna be mine, little girl, You've been through 18 years of pain. I'm gonna give you a love, child, You've been mistreated, little girl, But I swear, I swear it'll be outgrown. Even if I can't have you by my side. You won't feel bad again.

With no particular place to go Riding along in my automobile Crusin' and playin' the radio My baby beside me at the wheel I stole a kiss at the turn of a mile My curiosity runnin' wild I was anxious to tell her the way I feel So I told her softly and

Oh oh, oh oh My stereo, stereo, stereo soldier Get me loud, get me now, take my heart, baby take my soul Right, left All I need is the beat in my feet, let me lose control Oh we have to survive Boy step a little closer Cause I don't think you've heard

Hurts my soul, babe, when I find you feeling rough. Life is so bad, baby, when I find the key to love. I never realized that you were in pain. I want to help you honey, let me see you again. Put a smile on your face and dry away your tears. Life is bound

There ain't no last call, I'm havin' a ball with Hank, Haggard and Jones No, I ain't alone, I feel right at home with my ghosts on the stereo The records are spinnin' and the speakers are smokin' And everybody tonight is feelin' alright, with some jack

And mama’s good eats And wonder on repeat There's soo much history in my head The people I've left The ones that I've kept Have you heard me on the radio, did you turn it up? On your blown-out stereo in suburbia? Could be playing hide and seek from home

I sold my bed, but not my stereo Black is my favorite color Makes me feel like we know each other In a town of ones and zeros You are one magnetic hero Blank tapes and posters on the door Listen to my Pink Floyd cover Take a seat like a backbeat lover

Turn on the radio! You wanna turn me on, turn on your stereo. You can sing along, while they're playin' my song. How you done me wrong, Baby crank it up! Until you blow the speakers out your Chevy truck. So listen Romeo, when you're feelin' kinda lonely,