"Radio Lust" lyrics

The Blancos Lyrics

"Radio Lust"

Let's pretend we're going home
Rolling down devil's food road
You could be my centerfold
Sweetest sin I've ever known
Take off your blouse under your coat
If you could pass me a smoke
Put your hands up on the dashboard
Keep your panties on the floor

Cause we've been sitting in my car alone
We've been listening to my radio
We've been trying to ease our filthy souls
We've been listening to my radio

To my radio

Put the heat on if you're cold
Try to make yourself at home
I know you're frisky from the snow
We got time to take it slow
You look so good without your clothes
There's nowhere else I wanna go
Cause the temperature is rising
I know your lips could keep me warm

Cause we've been sitting in my car alone
We've been listening to my radio
We've been trying to ease our filthy souls
We've been listening to my radio

To my radio

Don't you try to pretend
Why you looking at me with false eyes?
You came here with intentions
With open legs in the passenger side

Cause we've been sitting in my car alone
We've been listening to my radio
We've been trying to ease our filthy souls
We've been listening to my radio

To my radio...


EP: "Broken Kids" (2016)
The Blancos - Broken Kids EP cover
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