Il testo della Lonesome d.j.

Here's a sad, real sad record i've gotta dedicate
To a friend out there, somewhere on a big highway
That's quite a note you wrote
Before you sneaked out with that - what's his name?
Here's our song, yes the one
I used to play for you all day

You've gotta call and explain
Before you leave the station's range
I don't care who's listenin' in
Honey i'm against the wall
I'll adjust my program
To the kind of fool i am
I can only hope that you're tuned in

I have no choice, baby
I sell my voice, maybe
I'm just another lonesome d.j.

Alone, with a phone and a stack of black vinyl
And i know, that home could be just as futile
Without your presence
It wouldn't make any sense
So i beg, i never did
Never realized my love for you was that immense

Call and explain
Before you leave the station's range
I don't care who's listenin' in
Honey i'm against the wall
I'll adjust my program
To the kind of fool i am
I hope you're still tuned in

I have no choice, baby
I sell my voice, maybe
I'm just another lonesome d.j.

Well, let me tell you, she didn't call
A finger to you all
I might as well have a ball
And play some rock and roll