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Whatever happened to the sixties when the world was hip |
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You boogied down to the Stones and the Beatles and shit |
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You used to lay in the park, relax and kick off your shoes |
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Perhaps light up a joint and listen to Rhythm and Blues yeah |
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I'm Stevie Bee, Maroon Town with me |
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And don't forget the devious drummer will amaze |
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Because time won't stop |
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Because time will fly |
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But time will answer every question why |
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Why every woman, every man in the sixties span |
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Will always have a dance for their favourite band And if you're thinking what the hell do we know |
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While we play this funky shit on our stereo |
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You know we're speaking of Nostalgia |
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You see we're speaking of Nostalgia |
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I'm speaking, Maroon Town speaking, II hope you're speaking |
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Can't you see we're speaking yeah, yeah oh yeah |
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That's Nostalgia |
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So take time out, scream and shout |
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Because the fabulous brother and sisters |
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Are turning it out |
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Do you remember when you used to go bopping |
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You would sit back down to watch Batman and Robin |
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All those silly crazy things that you thought you were doing |
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Coz you used to watch the Prisoner with Patrick McGoohan |
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That's right hold tight |
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We're speaking of Nostalgia |
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I'm speaking, I hope you're speaking |
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Can't you see we're speaking |
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Are you speaking, yeah, oh Nostalgia |
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Chelsea boots and mohair suits |
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Trendy people flashing their loot |
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Taking the blues watching the news |
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Demonstrations, airing your views |
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Doctor Spock, Captain Kirk |
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Generation that loved to flirt |
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Getting down to the funky sound of the one and only James Brown |
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Mods and Rockers having fight |
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Zooming around on your Vespa bike |
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Out of touch out of reach |
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Out of their heads on Brighton Beach |
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Flower Power, paint your face Baby boom for the human race |
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Mini skirts and magazines |
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Goodbye Miss Norma Jean |
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Thunderbirds, Stingray, Captain Scarlet, Doris Day |
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Walking, walking down the street |
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Talking to someone you meet |
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Talk about the Go Go beat |
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Twist and shout, stamp your feet |
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Crazy colours, kaleidoscope blue |
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And don't forget the goddam Who |
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We're speaking of Nostalgia |
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I' m speaking, I hope you're speaking |
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Can't you see we're speaking Are you speaking, yeah, oh on Nostalgia |
