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Disco times (Volume one)

Contributed by JONTED on Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 02:32:23 PM in AEST
Topic: Nostalgic



What happened to the toe tappers of old,
When men wearing make-up seemed so bold,
Girls in short skirts, long kegs were all around,
And we danced to disco and Motown sound.

The clothes we wore looking back make us cringe,
In those days I not only had hair but a fringe!
Tank tops, rather odd facial hair, a pair of loons,
Dancing very silly to all the favourite tunes.

All the words of all the songs came through so clear,
Well, they seemed to after a certain amount of beer,
Lads and lasses joining in, all singing along,
Totally oblivious to getting the words wrong.

Although Elvis was still the King we began to sway,
When Otis was sitting on the dock of the bay,
But boy oh boy did we begin the swing,
When the man Bo Diddley started to sing.

The days may be gone but they stay in my mind,
The songs, the singers, my friends and their kind,
I may shed a tear or two but a smile comes through,
Those old days were good for me and you.




Copyright © JONTED ... [ 2006-01-18 14:32:23]
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Re: Disco times (Volume one) (User Rating: 1 )
by Jenni_K on Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 02:36:07 PM AEST
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Ahh My friend..they bring a smile to me too... Those old songs are still the best in my eyes...
Hugs
Little Lady...


Re: Disco times (Volume one) (User Rating: 1 )
by lostrelic on Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 03:19:22 PM AEST
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a great write i have to say i dont miss the clothes great write lol
r.m.wilder


Re: Disco times (Volume one) (User Rating: 1 )
by gwenevere on Wednesday, 18th January 2006 @ 03:37:34 PM AEST
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Weren't they just.Such fun we had.D>I>S>C>O> I'm singing it now.Then came the eighties,WHEEEEEE!!!!!!!!, Loved it, still do.Saw Human League in December.Absolutely Fantastic.Sometimes wish I could fins a time machine to get a glimps of those times again.Thankyou for a lovely reminder, Ros




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