[Hook]
Another case of the Tapedeck Blues
A sad old song that reminds me of you, and
Don't wanna hear about ya
Don't wanna think about ya
Cuz I know I'ma turn it up
Another case of the Tapedeck Blues
A sad old song that reminds me of you, and
Don't wanna hear about ya
Don't wanna think about ya
Cuz I know I'ma turn it up

[Verse 1]
When I was a young man
I sat alone with a pen and a notepad
Hearin' every song I could get my hands on
Dreamin' 'bout two turntables and a microphone
And when I had my first crush
It was Santeria, chocolate pecan deluxe
Every single chord brought me right back to us
Some things never change, see I'm always in love

Yo, puttin' together that mixtape
All kinds of styles, didn't wanna make a mistake
Tryin' to show off, maybe show ya I'm cool
A band you never heard of, a jam to dance to
A couple hip hop bangers you can blast with yo crew
And you're rolling down ya windows as the sun peaks through
Now every time I play 'em it reminds me of you
I guess you can say I got that Tapedeck Blues
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
And as the years keep goin'
The faces change, but this feelin' I'm knowin'
Like the back of my hand, so wherever I'm goin'
I'm still stayin' fly like a mother fuckin' boein'
That's not usually my style
The music made me do it, don't put me on trial
Tryin' to lighten up the mood, maybe make you smile
Here we go again, don't turn that dial

Ha, puttin' together that playlist
Something out the ordinary that makes you raise it up
Whether it's boomin' in yo Jeep
Or the two door Civic on the way to Jones' Beach
Got a cooler full of ice with Coronas underneath
I'm tryin' to clear my mind and chill out at least
But every time I play 'em it reminds me of you
I guess you can say I got that Tapedeck Blues

[Hook]

[Bridge]
And every single time you decide to hit play
Hope your memory serves you well and brings you back to me
[Hook]

Cuz I know I'ma turn it up
Cuz I know I'ma turn it up
Cuz I know I'ma turn it up
Cuz I know I'ma turn it up