Dancing To Cher

We sing our sixties folk songs And live in our Woodstock memories Dancing to Cher’s Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves, Hanging on to our excitement at surviving the seventies. Peace is our sign, with love beads and Go Go boots Thanks to Nancy Sinatra and “These Boots are Made for Walk’n”. Don’t squawk, youngster, go your own way. Be you. Don’t just survive, thrive! Live your soul dream. Take this guitar and travel the world. Take Route 66. Here are the keys to my Chrysler. Sure she’s old, but she’s powerful. Singing “Little Ole Lady from Pasadena” with Grandma is not enough. You have to get out there and live. Your life is waiting! Destiny is sending you a cookie cake. Gobble up those chocolate chips. Like Auntie Mame said, “Life is a banquet, and most suckers are starving to death”. Don’t let it be you. Go out and grab your gusto. Parade in your pizzazz. Be your most delightful and delectable you! Live your ethereal truth, my friend!