Brian is 'On the radio', as Donna Summer would once sing. DePalma is the great visual film story de-constructor (and Hitchcock rip-off artist).
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Someone found a crappy letter you wrote me, on the downloaded radio
And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old crap rental car
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.
Whoa I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered, too
If by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I've been feeling over you
But they said it really loud, they said it on the stolen WIFI air
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa oh oh oh
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
Now, now
Don't it kinda strike you sad when you hear our Jane Public song
Things are not the same since we dumped each other last June
The only thing that I want to hear is that you love me still
And that you think you'll be comin' home real soon
Whoa, oh, yeah, yeah
And it made me feel proud when I heard you say
You couldn't find the words to say it yourself
And now in my heart I know I can say what I really feel
'Cause they said it really loud, they said it on the DePalma air
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa oh oh
On the radio
If you think that love isn't found on the radio
Well tune right in you made find the love you lost
'Cause now I'm sitting here with the man I sent away long ago
It sounded really loud , they said it really loud
On the downloaded radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the downloaded radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the downloaded radio
Whoa, oh, oh
On the downloaded radio
Songwriters
DONNA SUMMER, JANEY DE PALMA, GIORGIO MORODER
