If you're driving into town with a dark cloud above you

Dial in the number who's bound to love you

Oh honey you turn me on, I'm a radio

I'm a country station, I'm a little bit corny

I'm a wide open flower, waiting for you

I'm a broadcasting tower waving for you

And I'm sending you out this signal here

I hope you can pick it up loud and clear

I know you don't like weak women you get bored so quick

And you don't like strong women 'cause they're hip to your tricks

It's been dirty for dirty down the line
But you know I come when you whistle

And you're loving and kind


If you've got too many doubts

If there's no good reception for me then tune me out

'Cause honey who needs the static it hurts the head

And you wind up cracking and the day goes dismal

From breakfast Barney to the sign-off prayer

What a sorry face you get to wear

I'm going to tell you again now if you're still listening there

If you're driving into town with a dark cloud above you

Dial in the number who's bound to love you

If you're lying on the beach with the transistor going

Kick off the sand flies honey the love's still flowing

If your head says forget it but your heart's still smoking

Call me at the station the lines are open