Lyrics

Little Jimmy boy's got his mom annoyed
His dad says he'll get nowhere
He's late for class,
He may not pass;
His High School grades are a nightmare

But out in the street, he gets all he needs
From his headphone funk receiver;
The beat's in his brain
The groove's in his veins
The kid's got disk jockey fever

He wants...
45 R.P.M.
Fourty-five rushes per minute
45 R.P.M.
When the Radio Plays the Music

Barbie and Ken's in the back seat again
They can't wait till they take the news off
He's done his best,
But she won't say yes
Cause you can't fall in love to the peace talks

Then he switched to a spot where the station was hot
And turned the music way up loud
There were guitar licks,
And bass drum kicks,
And Barbie was his by the fadeout

She wants...
45 R.P.M.
Fourty-five rushes per minute
45 R.P.M.
When the Radio Plays the Music
It's a sure shot
When the needle drops
And the D.J. pumps a new hit
45 R.P.M.
And baby, I've gotta have it

45 R.P.M.
Fourty-five rushes per minute
45 R.P.M.
When the Radio Plays the Music
It's a sure shot
When the needle drops
And the D.J. pumps a new hit
45 R.P.M.
And baby, I've gotta have it

45 R.P.M.
Fourty-five rushes per minute
45 R.P.M.
And baby, I've gotta have it

45 R.P.M.
Fourty-five rushes per minute
45 R.P.M.
And baby, I've gotta have it