The Minus 5 - Retrieval of You lyrics

I drive by airports three times a day Synchronizing every single move It's on the airwaves--you're coming my way Sure, I don't have much to lose I'm a fumbled record star They call me DJ minimart 'Cos that's where I work Everybody knows I fell afoul of fame And you're to blame that I'm What's-His-Name I'm setting an example--you're the one I choose For page-two news, it's my retrieval of you I'm right behind you; don't turn around I was the one who cut your first song Get in the backseat and keep your head down Didn't I shout it out all night long? Now you're a fabled record star And I'm DJ minimart 'Cos that's where I work I've got a boxcar with blankets and bread In sector 9, where no one goes I brought a pillow for your precious head You'll be fine once you get to know me again I drive by airports, practicing retrieval of you