I want passion, I want feeling
I want to be rocked from the floor to the ceiling
Make it rough, make it smooth
Just as long as I can feel the earth move
'Cause something's missing when I turn on the lights
I need some music to help me through the tonight
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
Who stole the funk?
Who stole the soul?
Who took the rock out of rock and roll?
It's a shame, it's a crime
But I'm here, it's just a waste of my time
Gimme all the soul you got
And let me have some more
So I can feel the way I felt before
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
My kid, a fat man with his big cigar
Riding round LA in his new Jaguar
Make it lift, telling you what to play
Satan's songs every night and day
What I'm hearing sounds all wrong
The feeling ain't there, it's no more gone
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
Hey there, Mr. DJ
Baby, I'm on your side
We found that playlist
Forget those shoes and ties
I hate to beg, don't make me plead
But you're the only man, that one I need
I want passion, I want feeling
I want to be rocked from the floor to the ceiling
Make it rough, make it smooth
Just as long as I can feel the earth move
'Cause something's missing when I turn on the lights
I need some music to help me through the tonight
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?
I wanna know (I wanna know)
I wanna know (I wanna know)
Who stole my radio?