Ala bam a
oooow, eee, oooo-ah-ah,
ting, tang, walla-walla
I remember the same.
Then along came Jones,
and Ricky Nelson too,
There was also a Teen Angel,
and dinga dong ding Blue Moon.
Patches lived down by the river,
That flowed by the old coal yard,
In old wooden houses, with shutters torn down,
In old Shanty Town.....
Purple People eaters,
Splish-splashin in the tub,
Let me in "Wee-Oooh"
Potion number nine for love...
A duck tail kinda haircut,
Cuban healed boots,
Skin tight blue jeans-switch blade knives,
and a soda fountain too.
Sometimes our gang had rumbles,
With chains and clubs and fists
When the Lion slept in the mighty jungle,
We'd cruise along the strip.
I miss those care-less, care-free days,
And black and white TV,
Still had my parents and all my friends,
All that's left are memories......
Marge, This was grand....made me remember times past.....
[This message has been edited by Toerag (edited 11-10-1999).]