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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 such a Georgia peach but i still wouldn't 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 a liar 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 follow 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 |