I love the back seat in a movie
Where all the lovers go.
I wonder how many wild oats were sown,
As the movie was rarely seen?
I could never get that far,
As there were no loose girls
In the crowd I hung out with,
At least none that I knew.
Funny how many didn't
Recall the movie afterwards.
Too busy kisssing their gals
And grabbing a feel now and then.
There was a unique atmosphere in those cinema's...!
Happy days!
Diana...
Ron
Love ya!
Jane