Well, my ship didn’t ever come inThe soles on my shoes are wearing thinAnd all my leaves are turning brown'Cause everybody kind of let me downWell I feel so over and outDon’t have much I want to talk aboutI find a place that no one will knowThen I crawl in my radioCaress me pretty musicCaress me my sweet soul musicCaress me pretty musicAnd I’ll be just all rightYeah, aha, babyIn a world full of trouble and hateFrom time and time I can participateI take a break and I ease my mindI get with something I can get behindAnd if you feel that you like what I sayThere’s room for two in my hideawayWe’ll have a world that’s gentle I knowYou and me and my radioCaress me pretty musicCaress me my sweet soul musicAh, do it to me musicAnd you make me feel all rightCaress me pretty musicCaress me my sweet soul musicOh GodThat’s my musicAnd you make me feel all rightCaress me pretty musicAnd I’ll be all rightI've got to hear itYou know that's my musicAnd it makes me feel alright