This weekly series
will include as many of my all-time favorite tunes as I can get my grubby
little hands on (so to speak). Now, each
one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit
only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered. For I just cannot bring myself to rate some
higher than others. So, this will not be
a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t
matter. Besides, with no countdown, this
could go on forever and ever! Oh, and
despite the fact that there is absolutely no way that your musical tastes can
be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions that you might dare to
make. I am, after all, quite magnanimous
by nature.
W-O-L-D
Harry Chapin
Hello honey
It’s me
What did you think
When you heard me
Back on the radio
What did the kids
say
When they knew it
was
Their long lost
daddy-o
Remember how
We listened to the
radio
And I said
That’s the place to
be
And how I got the
job
As an F.M. jock
The day you married
me
It was two kids
And I was into A.M.
rock
But I just had to
run around
It’s been eight
years
Since I left you
babe
Let me tell you
‘bout
What’s gone down
I am the morning DJ
At
W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D
W-O-L-D
Playin’ all the
hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good
morning voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of
forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen
The drinkin’ I did
on my last big gig
It made my voice go
low
They said that they
liked the young sound
Sound sound sound
When they let me go
So I drifted on
down to Tulsa Oklahoma
To do me a late
night talk show
Now I worked my way
down home again
Here to Boise Idaho
That’s how this
business goes
I am the morning DJ
At
W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D
W-O-L-D
Playin’ all the
hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good
morning voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of
forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen
I’ve been makin’
extra money
Doin’ high school
sock hops
I’m a big time
guest MC
You should hear me
talkin’
To the little
children
And listen what
they say to me
There’s a spot on
the top of my head
Just beggin’ for a
new toupee
And a tire around
my gut
From sittin’ on my
But it’s never
gonna go away
Sometimes I get
this crazy dream
That I just take
off in my car
But you can travel
on ten thousand miles
And still stay
where you are
I’ve been thinkin’
that
I should stop
disc-jockeyin’
And start that
record store
Maybe I could
settle down
If you take me back
once more
OK honey
I see
I guess he’s better
than me
Sure ol’ girl
I understand
You don’t have to
worry
I’m such a happy
man
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D
W-O-L-D-D-D-D
I am the mornin’ DJ
At
W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D-D-D-D
W-O-L-D
Playin’ all the
hits for you
Wherever you may be
The bright good
mornin’ voice
Who’s heard
But never seen
Aaah
Feelin’ all of
forty-five
Goin’ on fifteen
I am the mornin’ DJ
At W-O-L-D-D-D-D-D
F.M. (No Static at
All)
Steely Dan
Worry the bottle
mama
It's grapefruit
wine
Kick off your high
heel sneakers
It's party time
The girls don't
seem to care
What's on
As long as they
play ‘til dawn
Nothin' but blues
and Elvis
And somebody else’s
favorite song
Give her some
funked up music
She treats you nice
Feed her some
hungry reggae
She'll love you
twice
The girls don't
seem to care
Tonight
As long as the mood
is right
No static at all
No static
No static at all
F.M.
No static at all
Give her some
funked up music
She treats you nice
Feed her some
hungry reggae
She'll love you
twice
The girls don't
seem to care
Tonight
As long as the mood
is right
No static at all
No static
No static at all
F.M.
No static at all
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