Music Box

Music Box - Evelyn "Champagne" King

Lyrics by：S. Peaks

Composed by：S. Peaks

Arranged by：T. Life/George Andrews

Produced by：T. Life

Yeah

My music

My music

It's a funky situation

I keep telling myself

When I'm digging on my radio

Can't think of nothing else

The beat really turns me on

Why can't I last a little longer

How it's killing me

I can't turn it off

It's a feeling in my heart

Tearing me all apart

If I can't depend on my radio

Then I ain't got no place to go

I play my music box

It really makes me shout

My music box

Yeah

It really knocks me out

Just a little bit of guitar

And a whole lot of bass

Add a bit of funky jumps now

I'm really out in space

I don't have to do the town

When I feel a little down

How my head spins

When I'm feeling the beat

I'm so in love with my radio

From my hands and my feet

It's a strange kind of feeling

You know

You know

You got me rocking and a-reeling

My music box

It really makes me shout

My music box

Yeah

It really knocks me out

I can feel the rhythm

You on my mind

And when it comes to this

I can't resist

To let myself unwind

As long as there's music

On my radio

I'm gonna get out my seat

Stomp my feet

And just let go

My music box yeah

It really makes me shout

My music box yeah

It really knocks me out

Music box

Makes me shout

Music box

Knocks me out

Get out your seat

Stomp your feet

And feel the rhythm to the beat