We were bitchin and bad
Never bummed out or sad
Life was a blast, a real gas
No room for a candyass
We were cats and chicks
We’d hang loose at flicks
Sometimes all decked out
We were cool and far out
No ratfinks or flakes
Hands down no fakes
We’d bug out and go cruising
but not for a bruising
We’d lay a patch with our ride
We had the fuzz on our side
Yep, we were fine as wine
We lived on Cloud 9
Hey, do you dig?
Don’t flip your wig!
Lay it on me now and
Don’t have a cow
Later man and be cool
-Eugenia
Image – personal property
Original published on beBee – Ode to 1964
Very apt Eugenia
Thanks, Sadje!
Love it! That is one groovy ride.
Thank you, VJ! My hubby’s pride and joy.
No doubt!
It sounds like you had a great time in 1964, Eugenia! I’ll bet you relive those wonderful days riding in that great vintage car. Love the color! <3
Thank you, Cheryl, and yes we relive those days, indeed! We get a lot of stares.