Seventeen, the only way I had a car
is after I dropped my mama off where she needed to go.
Four bald tires, with the ceiling falling and the window stuck,
but the only thing that I cared about was the radio.
We'd turn it on, turn it up to ten,
and everybody would jump on in.
Riding down the highway,
who wants to be the DJ?
I'll find a spot on the side of the road,
you find something on the radio.
Like a feel real good song,
we'll know it when it comes on.
Didn't have no money, no place to go,
all we needed was the radio-oh-oh.
I'd grab my girl, we'd look for somewhere to watch the stars,
the perfect place to put it in park and take it slow.
She'd sing along to even the ones that she barely knew,
she still sounded good, a little out of tune, but we didn't care.
I'd look at her, she'd look at me,
I'll never forget that melody.
Riding down the highway,
who wants to be the DJ?
I'll find a spot on the side of the road,
you find something on the radio.
Like a feel real good song,
we'll know it when it comes on.
Didn't have no money, no place to go,
all we needed was the radio-oh-oh.
Shh, hey y'all be quiet,
that's my favorite song.
Hey, man, turn it up loud,
come on, come on, come on!
Riding down the highway,
who wants to be the DJ?
I'll find a spot on the side of the road,
you find something on the radio.
Like a feel real good song,
we'll know it when it comes on.
I didn't have no money, no place to go,
all we needed was the radio-oh-oh.
Oh-oh.
All we needed, all we needed now,
was the,
was the,
was the radio-oh.
Ah-ah.
Ah-ah.
