Radio America

If I get the call
I'll call across Radio America
Right across America, I will call
Yes, I will call across Radio America
Right across America, I will call

If call I must do
To take my love, my love to you

There's a lovely young girl on aboard
And all across Africa, China and Australia, I will call
Call you down in New Mexico, New Brighton and Tokyo, I will call

If call we must do
To take my love, my love to you

For well it may hap' that these are they
Your happiest days
Oh, my good old friend
I see you chanced your arm again
You cut your arm again

Red-faced president
Took afternoon tea with her majesty, the Queen
And they watched old films flicker
Across the old palace screen, crying
"What a shame" as she slipped in the rain
The poor dancing girl, well, she won't dance again

And they tell me this was a transmission
To take my love, my love to you
And only to you
Yes, this was a transmission
To take my love, my love to

You
You
You
You
You (he loves you)
You (he loves you)
You



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Doherty, Carl Barat
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