What she got, she got to give it to somebody
What she got, she got to give it to someone
It's not a case of growin' up or lots of money
It's just the fundamental twist of the sun

What she got, she got to let somebody find it (really?)
What she got is not for her to keep alone (oh)
Nobody's got a clue if there is such a reason (yeah)
Why she wanna play it o-on her own

She's got nothing on, but the radio (radio)
She's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away

What she got, she got to give to some contender
What she got is just like gold dust on a shelf
And no one's got a clue what's on her brave agenda
Why she wanna keep it, keep it to herself

She's got nothing on but the radio (radio)
It's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
(Takes my breath away)

Who did the painting on my wall
Who left a poem down the hall
Oh, I don't understand at all, he-he-hey

She's got nothing on but the radio (radio)
She's a passion play (She's a passion play)
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away

She's got nothing on (she's got nothing on)
But the radio (radio)
It's a passion play (it's a passion play
And like the break of day
She takes my breath away
(Takes my breath away

She takes my breath away, ahaaa
She takes my breath away, ooh, aah, ooh
Ooh, aah