Turn, turn the radio low
I've got to talk to you
Turn, turn the radio low

Got a half-Armenian girlfriend
She tests me like a ScanTron
She'll only tell me what's wrong
If she's hit the bong ba-bong bong

Feeling melodramatic and spastic
She ain't made of West Coast plastic
And I lie awake with an achin'
Is it all in my head like she said?

Turn, turn the radio low
I've got to talk to you
Turn, turn the radio low

We're coming up with the sounds
That you make on the ground
That you walk on, I'm running after you
I'm in love with the way
That you're making me wait
I just wanna be catchin' up to you

Got a half Armenian girlfriend
She's hotter than I am handsome
She'll fuck you up and then some
She'll rock the boat to bedlam
Feeling melodramatic and spastic
She ain't made of west-side plastic
And I lie awake with an achin'
Is it all in my head like she said?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm in love with the sounds
That you make on the ground
That you walk on, I'm running after you
I'm in love with the way
That you're making me wait
I just wanna be catchin' up to you

I just wanna be catchin' up to you
I just wanna be catchin' up to you
I just wanna be catchin' up to you

Turn, turn the radio low
I've got to talk to you
Turn, turn the radio low
I've gotta get through to you