Make an early air ride then you crash your car Tripping out on Sunday when you find you're a star New York on Monday when your LA was fine So you take another jet stream and get lost in your wine Everybody wants to be somebody but nobody wants to give the time Down the line East 65th Street on my mind CHORUS Turn on the radio---radio Sing it everywhere Turn on the radio---radio And what do you care Turn on the radio---radio There's love in the air It's just the price you have to pay For your ride on Saturday Turn on the radio The radio It's just the price you have to pay Well standing on the corner when she catches your eye Offers twenty twenty dollars for a twin it's on your mind So you take another 'Lude' and you shoot another dime 'Cos your money is the power but your ego's on the line Everybody wants to give the time To blow your mind To satisfy your ego Turn on the radio---radio Sing it everywhere Turn on the radio---radio There's loving in the air Turn on the radio--radio And what do you care The radio---the radio Good morning, you wake up The smoke gets in your eyes You turn only--you listen It's only you in disguise But it's the price you have to pay Turn on the radio---radio Sing it everywhere And what do you care Turn on the radio---radio There's loving in the air It's just the price you have to pay For your ride on Saturday Turn on the radio It's justt he price you have to pay