Stereo Hearts

by Gym Class Heroes

“If I was an old-school fifty pound boombox
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 mix tape your friends make,
you never know we come and go like on the interstate.

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.”