Radar - John Fogerty

Well here she comes again

She’s a-lookin' for me

Better make my move

Better head out to the high seas

If she gets me in her sights

I’ll be workin' all day

No time to take a snooze

Or watch the football game

She got the radar workin'

Workin' overtime

She got the radar workin'

Torpedoes at 12 o’clock high

Well I can’t go to Vegas

And I can’t go to town

But could I maybe go to Freddie’s

You know, to lay some money down?

But, it’s a-maybe do this

And it’s a-maybe do that

Uh by time I get to doin'

You know she’s breakin' my back

She go the radar workin'

Workin' overtime

She got the radar workin'

Torpedoes at 12 o’clock high — Incoming!

Look out there!

Ah, duck your head, duck your head!

Watch out, watch out!

I’m just mindin' my own business

Don’t mean nobody no harm

Ah but here she comes again now

Ta-twista-twisin' my arm

She got the radar workin'

Workin' overtime

She got the radar workin'

Torpedoes at 12 o’clock high

She got the radar workin'

Workin' overtime

She got the radar workin'

Torpedoes at 12 o’clock high

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