Bay City Rollers

Make an early air ride then you crash your car
Tripping out on Sunday when you find you're a star
New York on Monday when your LA was fine
So you take another jet stream and get lost in your wine
Everybody wants to be somebody but nobody wants to give the time
Down the line East 65th Street on my mind
CHORUS
Turn on the radio---radio
Sing it everywhere
Turn on the radio---radio
And what do you care
Turn on the radio---radio
There's love in the air
It's just the price you have to pay
For your ride on Saturday
Turn on the radio
The radio
It's just the price you have to pay
Well standing on the corner when she catches your eye
Offers twenty twenty dollars for a twin it's on your mind
So you take another 'Lude' and you shoot another dime
'Cos your money is the power but your ego's on the line
Everybody wants to give the time
To blow your mind