written by Keith Burns and Dawna Bradford
Corrections welcome.
Spoken:
Hey this is Travis Moon thanks for calling the K102 request line, you're on the air.
You mean I'm on the radio right now?
Yes, you are.
I'd like to dedicate this to my wife, she's a low life (&%$# &%& at #)
Sir, could you please watch your langauge?
INTRO: D G A (4x)
[D]Called up my DJ on [G]Friday after work
[D]I told him how ya done me wrong, [G]how much it [A]hurt
[D]I said mister I got somethings to [G]get off my chest
[D]I told him what I had in mind, but he [G]turned down my re[D]quest, he said
CHORUS:
[G]You can't say th[D]at on the rad[G]io
I'd really like to he[D]lp you o[G]ut, that's [D]just the way it g[G]oes
[A]It's so sad, and t[G]hat's too b[D]ad, ev[Bm]eryb[A]ody k[D]nows
[G]You can't say t[A]hat on the ra[D]dio, oh
He told me he understood exactly how I felt
He said boy I been in your shoes once or twice myself
I've got a hundred thousand watts runnin' through this microphone
And I could let your message ring loud and clear, well tomorrow I'd be gone, because
CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS
No, you can't say that
Oh, no you can't say that, no
Oh, you can't say that
You can't say on the radio
Corrections welcome.
Spoken:
Hey this is Travis Moon thanks for calling the K102 request line, you're on the air.
You mean I'm on the radio right now?
Yes, you are.
I'd like to dedicate this to my wife, she's a low life (&%$# &%& at #)
Sir, could you please watch your langauge?
INTRO: D G A (4x)
[D]Called up my DJ on [G]Friday after work
[D]I told him how ya done me wrong, [G]how much it [A]hurt
[D]I said mister I got somethings to [G]get off my chest
[D]I told him what I had in mind, but he [G]turned down my re[D]quest, he said
CHORUS:
[G]You can't say th[D]at on the rad[G]io
I'd really like to he[D]lp you o[G]ut, that's [D]just the way it g[G]oes
[A]It's so sad, and t[G]hat's too b[D]ad, ev[Bm]eryb[A]ody k[D]nows
[G]You can't say t[A]hat on the ra[D]dio, oh
He told me he understood exactly how I felt
He said boy I been in your shoes once or twice myself
I've got a hundred thousand watts runnin' through this microphone
And I could let your message ring loud and clear, well tomorrow I'd be gone, because
CHORUS
SOLO
CHORUS
No, you can't say that
Oh, no you can't say that, no
Oh, you can't say that
You can't say on the radio
