Boombox

My baby had a boombox
Back in 1983
And if i asked her nicely
She would loan have her box to me
She would take her boombox everywhere
She could not put it down
And when she pushed it’s buttons
She produced a funky sound

She had a boombox, baby, boom boom
And it played a funky tune
She had a boombox, baby, boom boom
She had a boombox, boombox
Baby, boom boom

 You could hear my baby coming
From a half a mile away
She’d be turning up that boombox
When you had something to say
She showed me round that boombox
Just like i was a kid
She wouldn’t let me touch its buttons
Till I knew what each one did

She had a boombox, baby, boom boom
And it played a funky tune
She had a boombox, baby, boom boom
She had a boombox, boombox
Baby, boom boom

My baby’d bring her boombox
I’d bring my best cassettes
She liked the way my tape would roll
She’d never press eject
She had some other boy friends
But she always loved my licks
And ‘cause I knew just when to pause
She kept me in the mix

Sometimes i miss her boombox
I miss that reel to reel
Her woofers and and here tweeters
A bottom end that you could feel
We had that lovin’ feeling
And mutual respect.
‘Cause I’d wait until she asked
What i could slip into her deck

Lyrics used by permission