Letras:
Go Radio Your Birthday Song

And I hope you fucking love your birthday song If you'll take me down this road I'm on It's late, and I don't wanna go alone If you'll take me down

long And I hope you fucking love your birthday song If you'll take me down this road I'm on It's late, and I don't wanna go alone If you'll take me down

intensity) Fine this is your line this is your mind this is your brain (now a lot of radio songs make sense to me) How unlikely I found someone to soothe

love your girl) she keep the heels on high (i love your girl) man look at shorty roll (i love your girl) man look at shorty go (i love your girl) im

right amount of schmaltz. Play the same song til your hands get sore then dance in a circle til your twice-tied shoes make a big skidmark on the floor. The radio

you phone Daddy's little girl but now that your all grown Birthday suit is all you got on Got the radio on and it's playing your song Touching on your

love your girl) She keeps them heels on high, (I love your girl) Man look at shorty roll, (I love your girl) Man, look at shorty go, (I love your girl

the right amount of schmaltz. Play the same song til your hands get sore then dance in a circle til your twice-tied shoes make a big skidmark on the floor. The radio