The only song I can think of like that is "Rock and Roll" by Velvet Underground, but if that was it you'd probably remember that.

That's a Velvet Underground song I don't know - at least not by the title. It's worth a shot.

I have a "friend" who says its "angie baby" by helen reddy.

http://www.webfitz.com/lyrics/Lyrics/1975/281975.html

I personally have no idea what either of you is talking about. (and if either of you mentions "come on eileeen' by "dexys midnight runners" youre dead men, you hear me ,dead! )

Frank, that's the song.

Judging by the artist, I'd say it stuck in my head because it was evil. Puuuuuure evil.

It is extraordinary how potent cheap music is. -- Noel Coward

If you play that song one more time I'll bury this phone in you freakin' head --Frank Martin.

Its going to take a month of wall to wall black sabbath and ice cold jaegermiester just to get that song out of my head.

Just Look what you've done!!! Couldnt you have just brought is back troll dolls in sarapes from Mexico?

I can't quite recall the lyrics, but the Helen Reddy song, "Angie Baby," kind of rings a bell.

Isn't it "Come On Eileen" by Dexy's Midn....

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I was just kidding-OW!

email Rollye James: rollye@rollye.net

Rollye knows everything, I kid you not. If she has it, she'll send it to you.

Poor old Johnny Ray

toora too loora rye eyjebus frank stop hitting me ok, i'll shut up

"Angie Baby" sounds right but if memory serves it wasn't Angie who got sucked into the radio but her would-be rapist?

And Helen Reddy may have sung it, but the songwriter went on to write (and sing) the equally execrable "Undercover Angel"

His website is above.

Well, the headlines read that a boy disappeared, and everyone thinks he died,
Except the crazy girl with a secret lover who keeps her satisfied.
It's so nice to be insane; no one asks you to explain
The radio's by your side, Angie Baby.

Nice catch, Blake. I have an old K-Tel LP with "Undercover Angel" on it, and it would have died forgotten if my son hadn't been watching some National Geographic animal videos for kids that contained the most stunningly silly songs you could imagine. And there he was on the credits.

Songwriter: Alan O'Day

I rummaged around and pulled out the K-Tel, and there was "Undercover," wafting the kind of suckitude that only late-70s pop can muster. Funny old world.

Angie Baby, by Helen Reddy:

Angie Baby you're a special lady
Living in a world of fantasy...
Well...maybe.

You live your life in the songs you hear
on the rock and roll radio.
And when a young girl doesn't have any friends
that's a really nice place to go.
Folks hoping you'd turn out cool
but they had to take you outta school.
You're a little touched you know, Angie Baby.

Lovers appear in your room each night
and they whirl you across the floor.
But they always seem to fade away
when your daddy taps on your door.
Angie girl, are you all right?
Tell the radio good-night.
All alone once more, Angie Baby.

Angie Baby, you're a special lady.
Living in a world of make-believe.
Well, maybe.

Stopping at her house is a neighbor boy
with evil on his mind.
'Cause he's been peeking in Angie's room
at night through the window blind.
I see your folks have gone away.
Would you dance with me today?
I'll show you how to have a good time, Angie Baby.

When he walks in the room, he feels confused
like he's walked into a play.
And the music's so loud it spins him around
'til his soul has lost it's way.
And as she turns the volume down
he's getting smaller with the sound.
It seems to pull him off the ground.
Toward the radio he's bound never to be found.

The headlines read that a boy disappeared
and everyone thinks he died.
'Cept a crazy girl with a secret lover who
keeps her satisfied.
It's so nice to be insane.
No one asks you to explain.
Radio by your side, Angie Baby.

Angie Baby, you're a special lady
living in a world of make-believe.
Well, maybe. Well, maybe.

Coulda been worse. At least Charles Johnson wasn't playing backup guitar at the recording session.