Will there be no more number ones
That we could play
On our radio?

And will the pop just melt away
On one bright day
When nothing goes his way?

Will there be no more number ones
That a young boy sang
Out in the sun?

I got just one thing to tell you:
What you hear today
You'll be singing tomorrow

Will there be no more number ones
That we could play
On our radio?

And will the pop just melt away
On one bright day
When nothing goes his way?

Will there be no more number ones
That a young girl sang
Out in the sun?

I got just one thing to tell you:
What you hear today,

And in the springtimes that used to be
High school was something to see
There were dances every night
The kids said "i just felt out of sight"

Oh, rat-a-tat-tat-tat
Uh-huh
Oh yeah
Oh, rat-a-tat-tat-tat
Uh-huh
Oh yeah

Will there be no more number ones?
Will they walk out
A gang of jaded kids?

And if the parents don't come home
What will they spin
While they drink juice and gin?

Will there be no more number ones
That a young boy sang
Out in the dark?

I got just one thing to tell you:
What you hear today,
You'll be singing tomorrow

Number ones, number ones, number ones, number ones