Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Where is the boy whose bass is big and bold?
Where is the boy whose beats are made of solid gold?
They've got a sound - funny how, funny how, funny how it flows
Heaven is down wherever their DJ bag goes
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playin' on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do: my Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies as silly as they seem
You're from another world
[Verse 2]
Where is the boy - the boogie's strong in him?
He'll make you dance as smoothly as the dolphins swim
They've got a sound - seriously obese in the bass frequencies
Perfectly round like spirals in their DNA
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playin' on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do: my Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies as silly as they seem
You're from another world
[Verse 3]
I walk the night through the people on the streets
Oh what I would give to be in your company
Into the night with the sailors of the sleaze
All hands on dick - they're like animals in heat
[Chorus]
All the oldies and the goldies playin' on the radio
They don't make me feel the way you do: my Friday night gurus
You're the Obi-Wan Kenobis with the force of audio
I believe in all your fantasies as silly as they seem
You're from another world
You're from another world
