You turn me on, i'm a radiojoni mitchellif you're driving into town with a dark cloud above youdial in the number who's bound to love youoh, honey, you turn me on, i'm a radioi'm a country station, i'm a little bit cornyi'm a wild wood flower waving for youbroadcasting tower, waving for youand i'm sending you out this signal herei hope you can pick it loud and cleari know you don't like weak women, you get bored so quickand you don't like strong women 'cause they're hip to your tricksit's been dirty for dirty down the linebut you know i come when you whistle, when you're loving and kind.but if you've got too many doubtsif there's no good reception for me then tune me outcause honey who needs the static?it hurts the head and you wind up crackingand the day goes dismal from "breakfast barney" to the sign off prayerwhat a sorry face you get to weari'm gonna tell you again now if you're still listening there:if you're driving into town with a dark cloud above youdail in the number who's bound to love youif you're lying on the beach with the transistor goingkick off the sandflies honey, the love's still flowingif you head says forget it but your heart's still smokingcall me at the station, the lines are open.from: joga <joga@trap.bigpond.com>