I hear your voice from the place next doorThey tune you in more and moreWherever I go I can't get awayWhen they broadcast every word you sayOh no, not that stationHey man, please turn it offHow can they do this to meThey got my baby on the airThey say your show is a lot of funThey say that girl is a number oneBut they don't know what you did to meAnd they can't see my miseryOh no, not that stationHey man, please turn it offHow can they do this to meThey got my baby on the airYou broke my heartNow you're rubbin' it inTelling our secretsTo any dumb fool who calls inYou wrecked our livesAnd you knocked me right downNow you're making it publicAnd spreading it all over townYou're talking hip like you know where it's atYou tell them love is as easy as thatThey're calling in to get your adviceThey like to hear you 'cause they think you're so wiseOh no, not that stationHey man, please turn it offHow can they do this to meThey got my baby on the airThey put my baby on the air[The Swedish original is about a bloke falling in love with a voice on theradio - i.e. the exact opposite of the English version...]