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Imaginary story today told in 1950s/60s speak. In slang, Google if you need to. Grin |
| Getting older is super cool Hey Daddy-O it’s the living end We’re now just too cool for school Everythin’s Copacetic Man, just hang loose When I first met My old lady, a blond bombshell I thought, far out, absolutely fab. Don’t wear no foam domes this babe A real classy chassis, prime paper shaker, just outta sight I’m gonna have it made in the shade Said Ring A-Ding-Ding, let’s burn some rubber Show you the submarine races at the ol passion pit Maybe play some back seat bingo Then this dip stick, a real wet rag Decked out like he had a Hog ,a real tool Claimed she was his squeeze I said, Hey what’s your bag man, get bent Dude if you Cruisin’ for a bruising Gotta knuckle sandwich ready for ya Ya better shag ass and beat your feet So he blew the scene That was a Big Tickle, she gave him the bird She said gimmie some skin, I did Yessireebob, That was the start of it all. Our ankle biters now have ankle biters Can you dig it? |