I was sitting in an old armchair   Trying to work my radio   When from absolutely nowhere   I heard the Gloria Bosom Show.      She just knocks me right through the floor   Every time I hear her speak   I get buried when she says "that's all   'Bye my hunny bunches till next week."      Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Gloria Bosom's on tonight, tonight   If you should turn your radio on, you might   Feel excitement growing there   If you don't you might regret it.   Gloria Bosom's on tonight, tonight.      Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Gloria Bosom knocks me out, me out   Makes you just want to jump and shout about   Everythin' she says is lovely   And I'm sure she speaks just to me   Gloria Bosom's on tonight, tonight.      Oh Gloria, don't you go   Don't pass me by   I'm living just for your show   Without it I would die.      They've just come and taken my armchair   But I'm clinging to my radio   The bailiff's cursin' and the room is bare   But I've still got my G. B. Show.      Out on the street again but that's alright   I've still got my radio   I feel good 'cause it's Friday night   And here comes the Gloria Bosom Show.      Gloria Bosom's on tonight, tonight   If you should turn your radio on, you might   Feel excitement growing there   If you don't you might regret it.   Gloria Bosom's on tonight, tonight.      Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   Ooo-oo ooo-oo ooo-oo-oo ooo   (Repeat and fade).