If you got the time im not a liar
I'll change your mind into the fire
Got a ten foot reach sugar dont preach
Shut your jaws you peach
But i still wanna eat ya
You got the style
Its been a while
Dont you put me on trial
Time's a wasting
You got the time dont be alarmed
Gonna change your mind
Cmon and set it on fire
Oh oh oh oh
It isnt static
It isnt black or white
Ooooo
Im a radio
Ooooo
A split screen romeo
Ooooo
Im a TV you can turn me
C'mon and turn me on
C'mon and turn me on
Saturday night its so uptight
I watch your chemical spill
Under the black light
Turn me down, hush no sound
It is a sticky situation
Dont turn around turn around
You stop and you stare
It isnt fair i dont care
You break a sneaky swear
Saturday night its not quite right
I need your chemical spill
Burning in the black light
Oh oh oh oh
It isnt static
It isnt black or white
Ooooo
Im a radio
Ooooo
A split screen romeo
Ooooo
Im a TV you can turn me
Cmon and turn me on
Cmon and turn me on
Saturday night its not quite right
I need your chemical spill
Burning in the black light
Oh oh oh oh
It isnt static
It isnt black or white
Ooooo
Im a radio
Ooooo
A split screen romeo
Ooooo
Im a TV you can turn me
Cmon and turn me
Cmon and turn me o o o on
Cmon and turn me on