Oh oh oh. Oh oh oh. Gotta get a little. Gotta get a little. All the world has gone to bed. And I am drowning in it's silence. But a solitude is in my head from you maybe. And if the silence was a song. Well its rhythm grooves and it's a private radio. And on this night I did belong. In harmony. And you can't deny me. And you will oblige me. It's my melody. When the night comes. When no one knows. I can feel it. I've got my private radio. I'm finally out of my pillow. 'Cause I'm lyin' here but I am ready good to go. If I don't win I'll leave this town. Or not I'll stay and chase the sun now. And you can't deny me. And you will oblige me. It's my melody. When the night comes. And no one knows. I can feel it. I've got my private radio. Catch me not care. Call me later. Morning's risin'. All the world has gone to bed. And there's a sound inside my head. And in the dark inside my bed. And the melody inside my head. (When the night comes). There's a part of me no one will never know. (And no one knows). And midnight comes and I know I'm on my own. (I can feel it). There's a part of me no one will ever see. (I've got my private radio). There's a part of me no one will ever leave be. (My private radio). My private radio. My private radio