to me Just like the sting of a bee You turned the tables on me You turned the tables on me And now I'm falling for you You turned the tables on me I
That little fight we had last night Though I would much rather be dead Than admit to myself that you were right Oh, oh, oh, oh Don't be silly, turn on Billie
little fight we had last night. Though I would much rather be dead than admit to myself that you were right. Oh, oh, oh, oh (chorus) Don't be silly, turn on Billie
little fight we had last night. Though I would much rather be dead than admit to myself that you were right. Oh, oh, oh, oh [chorus] Don't be silly, turn on Billie
a gun left in the world [ guitar - steel ] Every time I turn the radio on some cat's singin' a happy song About the woman who serves him love on a silver
Translation: Bill Anderson. Every Time I Turn The Radio On.
