 Old Time Rock n Roll: Down Memory Lane. Those days near gone Although I still remember when We would dance all night, and then By afternoon we would start again The jukebox playing loud as can be Any excuse for you to hold me A twist here and twirl, just swell Then some fancy moves, we did so well Bobby socks and crew neck tees Black denim jeans and pointy toed shoes Side burns half way down your cheek Hair oiled up nice and sleek My blouse is red, I wear high heels too You tell me you love them and admire the view Bouffant hair style, teased up high Black flared skirt that shows some thigh Elvis, Chuck and Orbison too We love their music through and through Always ready for something new The Twist, Locomotion and Limboing too, Stepping it up with a good old jive Strutting our stuff to Six o Clock Live Any excuse to get into a groove Shake it down baby and make a new move Studebaker's, Fox Tales and Ford Coupes They really were, the Good Ol' Days Creme De'Mente and Chocolate Curacao Cheese and gherkins on a Square Sao. It does not seem so long ago We played those songs, dancing to and fro Now it's arthritis, lumbago and sore feet too Come here babe, I want to dance with you! Milli 2008

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The image above was taken by me at a rock n roll party in March. Just loved the old car parked outside, next to the Band. We all rocked on into the wee hours. TRIPLES with EMMA | | | | | | |
The best rock 'n' roll song EVER written (it changed how lyrics were crafted). Penned by Chuck Berry (recording his start in showbiz) and sung here by Elvis (before the pills turned him into a food-pig) The two best tapes of each performer have disappeared from the internet video scene unfortunately - but this is ok..
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Evoked some memories that poem of yours Mill.
oh how wonderful Milli this was my mom in persona she would have loved it
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Those were the days, Milli-that's why I named my blog "Cerebral Jukebox;" the music never stopped playing in my head, and almost every poem has a song. My dad had a '63 Studebaker!
ReplyDeleteThis brought back wonderful memories, I'm with you!
Milli, your poem is great ! I really enjoyed it. I actually grew up in the sixties, but it's basically the same with different music ! Yeah, sis, I remember the Studebaker dad had, LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteI am going dancing with Bill he can do them all. Great Post milli.
ReplyDeletethe last two lines wrapped it up quite nicely
ReplyDeleteI can feel the enthusiasm in this
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ReplyDeleteaww so good to hear your voice there Bill and I love the flip side personally LOLLLL You Rock on too!!!
ReplyDeleteThese should hold ya for awhile!! LOL Party on ... Huggers 8=)
ReplyDeletethanks for going down the memory lane
ReplyDeletethanks for appreciating an amateur in me at my site
it is a credit i reaped from a extempore poetess like you
ur visit is a honor to my page and the blog gets its due pep
ReplyDeleteam i in a casino of the days when ball (waltz) turned to foxtrot?
so many videos so many illustrations in the comment column
well my sis you have rocked what you wanted to roll over here?
You know I've tried to do this LOL. I tried to think of the songs that reminded me of my love and put them into poetry form. This is NOT as easy as it looks, so I tip my hat to you ;o).
ReplyDeleteThis is just great! I think its a beautiful poem about a beautiful love you shared. Thank you for sharing it with US too.
LOL, yeah those were the days.
ReplyDeletelol! i loved this! especially the last 4 lines! different era, same pain!!! LMAO!!!
ReplyDeletethey just don't sing em like they used to, do they? Great job!
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