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I heard you on the wireless back in Fifty Two |
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Lying awake intent at tuning in on you. |
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If I was young it didn't stop you coming through. |
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Oh-a oh |
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They took the credit for your second symphony. |
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Rewritten by machine and new technology, |
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and now I understand the problems you can see. |
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Oh-a oh |
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I met your children |
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Oh-a oh |
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What did you tell them? |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Pictures came and broke your heart. |
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Oh-a-a-a oh |
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And now we meet in an abandoned studio. |
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We hear the playback and it seems so long ago. |
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And you remember the jingles used to go. |
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Oh-a oh |
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You were the first one. |
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Oh-a oh |
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You were the last one. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far |
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Oh-a-aho oh, |
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Oh-a-aho oh |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone to far. |
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Pictures came and broke your heart, put the blame on VCR. |
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You are a radio star. |
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You are a radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. |
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Video killed the radio star. (You are a radio star.) |
