Mr. Operator

A little story about a boy I used to know

Always fascinated by the sounds on the radio

Late at night with the moon up high

He listened to the bass bump and stared up at the sky singing

'Hold up! I like the way it sounds.

Please Mr. DJ keep the record spinning round

Hold up! I like I like the way it moves

Spin it like ya got something to prove

Mr. Operator don't stop.

The night is young and the dancehall's hot

Mr. Operator don't quit

Cuz that could be a crime that you don't wanna commit

A little story 'bout a girl around the way

Had that music blasting in her room every day

Late at night when she supposedly slept

Little white lies out the window she crept singing

Hold up! I like the way it sounds

Please Mr. DJ keep the record spinning 'round

Hold up! I like the way it moves

Spin it like you got something to prove