TRANSISTOR RADIO

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Song Title
TRANSISTOR RADIO
Writers
Hill, Hatch
Publisher
HOLLIS MUSIC, INC. (BMI)
Co-Publisher
TRO Affiliate
% Publisher Controls
100%
Territory Controlled
US AND CANADA
Lyrics
My baby’s got a transistor radio,
She takes it ev’rywhere we go.
She takes it when we go out walking,
Even to a movie show.
But just last night in the pale moonlight,
I asked her for a kiss,
But instead of hearing her whisper sweet words of love,
All that I could hear was this:

(Chipmunks) Last night I held a little hand,
It made my poor heart sing,
It was the sweetest hand I’ve held,
Four aces and a king.

I went round to the house where my baby lives
To ask her for a date.
There I was walking up her garden path,
Round about half past eight,
When I heard a sound, made my poor heart pound,
It stopped me in my stride.
I seemed to hear the voice of another guy
Coming from inside.

(Spoken) PRESLEY: I wonder if you’re lonesome tonight with no one to call,
Maybe that’s ‘cos you’re eleven feet tall,
But all the world’s a stage they say, I’ve often hear that said,
But I don’t have a wooden heart, I have a wooden head.

I’d like to take her transistor radio,
And throw it in the deep blue sea.
Oh, I’m so jealous of her transistor radio
‘Cos it takes her mind off me.
I said oh baby please be mine,
I want you for my own.
Tell me is your love for somebody else,
Or is it for me alone.

(Spoken) VICTOR SYLVESTER: It’s also for N’gava Cookie of British Honduras,
Umbongo Apaldurian of New Guinea
And Fred Kickinloker of British West Harlepool.

I swore to her that I would be always true,
And love her all the while,
And in that oh so happy day in May,
I took her down the aisle.
Now do you take this man to be your loving husband,
The preacher softly said.
But he never heard you say I do,
‘Cos this is what he heard instead:

JIMMY JONES: Guma, guma, guma, yeah, yeah,
Guma, guma, guma yea! yea!
You told me you were just eighteen on the telephone,
I thought that you meant eighteen year,
But you meant eighteen stone, big fat Mama.

We went to spend our honeymoon down upon the Island of Capri,
I found ourselves a very small Hotel as quiet as can be,
But when I got up to our room upon our wedding night,
This is the sound that reached my ears as I put out the light:

(Spoken) BOY: “Where’s the radio” GIRL: “Darling” GIRL: “Music he wants”

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