there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio

sometimes she runs

sometimes she don't

more than once she's left me on the side of the road

the older she gets

the slower we go

but there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio

she needs a carburetor

a set of plug wires

she's riding me around on four bald tires

the wipers don't work and the horn don't blow

but there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio

i've got sixteen speakers crossin' my back dash

a little bobbin' dog watchin' everybody pass

dual attennas whippin' in the wind

lord

there ain't a country station that i can't tune in

she ain't a cadillac and she ain't a rolls

but there ain't nothin' wrong with the radio

i got stopped by a cop late last night

out-of-date tags and no tail lights

he said

i oughta run you in