FOURSOME

 

I’m in love with A

Alas she likes B

B fancies C

But C wants me

JUNE IN THE DUNES

 

On the longest day in June

The songsters croon

Beneath the summer moon

But lovers play a different tune

In the quiet of the dune

Finds loves passions strewn

Where lovers fondly spoon

And Terry makes love to June

He begs the morn not to come to soon

She similarly begs him to attune

THE BLUE JEAN BOY

 

The blue jean boy

His black Perfecto

Over his white T

Just watched Brando

In The Wild Ones

Wanted to hit the road and go

 

The blue jean boy

Told his brother Michael

That he was a wild one

And he bought a motorcycle

 

The blue jean boy

Took to the road he chose

What happened that day

Nobody really knows

But when he hit the road

Blue jean boy never arose

MY SWEATER GIRL

 

Nobody filled a sweater

Quite like my sweater girl

And no one in a poodle skirt

Could match her swing and swirl

 

Nobody could cut a rug

Like my sweater girl could do

And when it came to necking

She’d be the one for you

 

It didn’t matter what she wore

She was the cutest by a mile

In PF Fliers and pedal pushers

Or at the hop putting on the style

 

Nobody filled a sweater

Like my sweater girl could

And if I could go back fifty years

Then I promise you I would

BOBBY SOXER

 

I’m in love with a 50’s teen

I’m in love with my Bobby Soxer.

Pony tail bobbing

Wearing my Letterman

Over her white blouse

Then the free-swinging

Poodle skirt

Defining her waist

And accentuating those hips.

A flattering swirl of skirt

Covers her skinny legs

She looks so cute

In her bobby socks

And saddle shoes

How I love it

When she kicks up

Her Mary Jane’s

As we bop at the sock hop

IN AN INTENSE GAZE

 

I’m holding you in my arms,

Staring into your green eyes,

And a feeling washes over me

A feeling of intense love

And it makes me smile

Then your eyes meet mine

In an intense gaze

And I see in the depths of your eyes

Recognition and I know

You love me the same

GIVE UP BABE

 

Give up babe

Forget about me

Marry him

I know you want me baby

But it’s over

Don’t call me

Don't tell me you love me

Don’t be a bunny boiler

Don't speak

Don't ask me why

I don’t want to be cruel

The sun has gone down on us

It doesn’t make me feel good

That we’ve thrown it all away

So walk away

Don’t stop

Don’t look back