Deirdre Flint I Miss The 70s Lyrics

I Miss The 70s Lyrics

These days teens are all so tasteful classic understated bland



We lock up our yearbooks 'cause you young folks would not understand



Why we'd use Sun-in on our hair by evening it would look like hell



Orange, brittle - hey who cared as long as it still feathered well



I'd be lost without my email still I miss a simpler time



When UHF was cutting-edge, the days when there was no rewind







I miss the latch-hook rugs, the Dr. Sholl's the gold lame



I miss the days when we all thought Rod Stewart was resque



Saturday nights Mr. Rouarke with Triscuts, Spam and good spray cheese



Western culture hit rock bottom man I miss the '70s







One spring we planned our vacation June we'd be Grand Canyon-bound



On the night before the big day my dad's Coupe Deville broke down



They were not to be dissuaded, they set out with iron will



Four of us in my mom's Pacer and my folks are married still



Patrick Duffy ruled Atlantis, Charlie's girls upheld the law



We all prayed we grow up Farrah, we became Kate Jacksons all







I miss the days of homeroom mothers with Rise Krispie treats



I miss the heady smell of Enjoli and ditto sheets



The dark day that teh Dallas Cowboys brought the dolphins to their knees



Western Culture who needs culture? Man I miss the '70s