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 lie 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 handsom,
She'll $#&@ you up and then some,
She'll rock the boat to Bedlam

Feeling melodramatic and spastic
She ain't made of Westside plastic
And I lie awake with an aching

Is it all in my head like she said?
(Yea Yea Yea)


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 got to get through to you