My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note
Make me your radio (yeah)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit)
This melody was meant for you (yeah, right there)
Just sing along to my stereo
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)

If I was just another dusty record on the shelf
Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else?
If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that?
Like ye-yeah, chicka, Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks
It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks
I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that
'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts

If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

My heart's a stereo
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note (yeah, yeah, yeah, come on)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to my stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along to my stereo
Let's go

If I was an old-school, fifty-pound boombox (remember them?)
Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk?
Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops? (Turn it up)
And crank it higher every time they told you to stop
And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me (mad at me)
When you have to purchase mad D batteries (batteries)
Appreciate every mixtape your friends make (friends make)
You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know)

I think finally found a note to make you understand
If you can hit it, sing along and take me by the hand
Just keep me stuck inside your head like your favorite tune
And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you

My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beats for you, so listen close (listen)
Hear my thoughts in every note (oh, oh)
Make me your radio (come on)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo (just sing along, like)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to my stereo
Oh, oh, oh
So sing along to my stereo (sing along, sing along)

I only pray you'll never leave me behind (never leave me)
Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find)
I take your hand and pull it closer to mine (yeah)
Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind (yeah, yeah, come on, woo)

My heart's a stereo (yeah)
It beats for you, so listen close
Hear my thoughts in every note (oh, oh, oh)
Make me your radio (uh-huh)
And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up)
This melody was meant for you
Just sing along to my stereo

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, to my stereo
Oh, oh, oh (it's your boy, Travie)
(Gym Class Heroes, baby)
So sing along to my stereo (yeah) Writer/s: Adam Noah Levine, Ammar Malik, Benjamin Joseph Levin, Brandon Lowry, Daniel Thomas Omelio, Disashi Lumumba-Kasongo, Eric Roberts, Matthew McGinley, Travis L. McCoy
Publisher: BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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