I’ve got no friends
I’m my own queen
But I’m living on, living on the radio
That’s my dream.

Stone river eyes
And a lonely heart
If I’m living on the radio
They won’t tear me apart.

Ten stems and roses on the tree
Ten stems and lonely nights
But you’ve still got me on the road
Road paved in gold.

Baby you must believe
Baby you must be free
Keep living on, living on the radio
That’s my dream.

Baby you’ve got a friend
And so many little monsters, yeah
Keep living on, living on the radio.

And when there’s nowhere to go
And all your friends are gone
And you only got your daddy to call
It will be all right, honey.

‘Cause your songs are on the radio
‘Cause you’re sure to miss all the caviar
The champagne and the sold out shows
But it will be all right honey
‘Cause your songs are on the radio.