You Turn Me On, I'm a Radio - Aoife O'Donovan

If you’re driving into town

With a dark cloud above you

Dial in the number

Who’s bound to love you

Oh honey you turn me on

I’m a radio

I’m a country station

I’m a little bit corny

I’m a wildwood flower

Waving for you

Broadcasting tower

Waving for you

And I’m sending you out

This signal here

I hope you can pick it up

Loud and clear

I know you don’t like weak women

You get bored so quick

And you don’t like strong women

'Cause they’re hip to your tricks

It’s been dirty for dirty

Down the line

But you know

I come when you whistle

When you’re loving and kind

But if you’ve got too many doubts

If there’s no good reception for me

Then tune me out, 'cause honey

Who needs the static

It hurts the head

And you wind up cracking

And the day goes dismal

From «Breakfast Barney»

To the sign-off prayer

What a sorry face you get to wear

I’m going to tell you again now

If you’re still listening there

If you’re driving into town

With a dark cloud above you

Dial in the number

Who’s bound to love you

If you’re lying on the beach

With the transistor going

Kick off the sand cause honey

The love’s still flowing

If your head says forget it

But your heart’s still smoking

Call me at the station

The lines are open