Me and my friends driving through L.A.|Ocean breeze blowing so we roll the top down|Feelin the wind in our hair|The heat of the summer sun blazin'|But we're staying cool with our raybans on|Listenin to the FM|When We hear a melody that we know||Here we go||Blastin' the stereo|We love when the radio plays our favorite song|The rhythm of the beat|Makes us move our hands and feet|As we sing along|It's not loud enough|Turn it up||Everybody walking on the street|Lookin' at us like we're all going crazy|But we don't care we're young and free|Screaming at the very top of our lungs||Here we go||Blastin' the stereo|We love when the radio plays our favorite song|The rhythm of the beat|Makes us move our hands and feet|As we sing along|It's not loud enough|Turn it up||I know everyone in Tokyo|Hears us from the California coast||Blastin' the stereo|We love when the radio plays our favorite song|The rhythm of the beat|Makes us move our hands and feet|As we sing along|Blastin' the stereo|We love when the radio plays our favorite song|The rhythm of the beat|Makes us move our hands and feet|As we sing along|It's not loud enough|Turn It Up||