NOTHING ON THE RADIO
(words & music by Ugly Lenny)
© Ugly Lenny's Rebellion

I need you...
'Cause my head is runnin’ outta holes
And there's nothing good on my radio
And nobody better was home,
And I didn't wanna sit here alone.
All the stations had on top 40 crap
So, I dug your number outta the trash.
I finished off a twelve-pack of beer;
So, by the time you got here,
You looked like a million bucks...
And that is why you left my house fucked!
It wasn't 'cause I liked you!