Finished work this Friday evening came home to an empty house
Switched on every electric light, opened all the windows out
To you our love's a six-month stand you're with another man
Yeah well I got company in this bright kitchen where I am
Out in radioland
Radioland
On my radio
Tonight there'll be no party like the ones you used to throw
So I got Jack Daniels whiskey and a burger with fries to go
All us listeners hear the same rock and roll bands
They play the kind of songs you and your high class friends can't stand
Out in radioland
Radioland
On my radio
Radioland
Radioland
On my radio