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? And crank it higher every time they told you to stop And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me When you have to purchase mad D batteries Appreciate every mixtape your friends make You never know, we come and go like on the interstate (never know) I think I 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 You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close (listen) Hear my thoughts in every no-ote 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 (sing along like) to my stereo (Oh, oh-oh, oh) just sing along to my stereo