What she got she got to give it
to somebody
What she got she got to give it
to someone
It's not a case of growin' up
or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist
of the sun
What she got she got to let
somebody find it Really
What she got is not for her to
keep alone Oh
Nobody's got a clue if there is
such a reason Yea
Why she wanna play it o on her own
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to
some contender
What she got is just like gold
dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue
what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it
to herself
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
It's a passion play
it's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall
Who left a poem down the hall
Oh I don't understand at all
he he hey
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
she's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
she's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give it
to somebody
What she got she got to give it
to someone
It's not a case of growin' up
or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist
of the sun
What she got she got to let
somebody find it Really
What she got is not for her to
keep alone Oh
Nobody's got a clue if there is
such a reason Yea
Why she wanna play it o on her own
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
What she got she got to give to
some contender
What she got is just like gold
dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue
what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it keep it
to herself
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
It's a passion play
it's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
takes my breath away
Who did the painting on my wall
Who left a poem down the hall
Oh I don't understand at all
he he hey
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
she's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
She's got nothing
on but the radio radio
she's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
takes my breath away
She takes my breath away
She takes my breath away