Lyrics
A little story about a boy I used to know
A reminiscence of a boy from the past.
Always fascinated by the sounds on the radio
Expressing the boy's enduring interest in radio sounds.
Late at night with the moon up high
Describing a late night with a prominent moon.
He listened to the bass bump and stared up at the sky singing
The boy listens to the bass and gazes at the sky while singing.
'Hold up! I like the way it sounds
Expressing the boy's appreciation for the sound.
Please Mr. DJ keep the record spinning round
Pleading with the DJ to keep the record playing.
Hold up! I like I like the way it moves
Reiterating the joy in the way the music moves.
Spin it like ya got something to prove
Encouraging the DJ to spin the record with confidence.
Mr. Operator don't stop
Addressing Mr. Operator, urging him not to stop.
The night is young and the dancehall's hot
Highlighting the lively atmosphere of the night and the dancehall.
Mr. Operator don't quit
Continuing the plea for Mr. Operator not to quit.
Cause that could be a crime that you don't wanna commit
Emphasizing that quitting could be a crime, metaphorically.
A little story 'bout a girl around the way
Introducing a girl with a similar passion for music.
Had that music blasting in her room every day
Describing how the girl plays music loudly every day.
Late at night when she supposedly slept
Setting the scene of late-night secrecy as she sneaks out.
Little white lies out the window she crept singing
Describing the girl singing a similar refrain to the boy.
Hold up! I like the way it sounds
Repeating the plea for the DJ to keep the record playing.
Please Mr. DJ keep the record spinning 'round
Reiterating the enjoyment of the music's sound.
Hold up! I like the way it moves
Expressing pleasure in the way the music moves, echoing earlier lines.
Spin it like you got something to prove
Encouraging the DJ to spin the record confidently, mirroring an earlier line.
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