The radio wars go on forever.
We had an oldies FM station here in St. Louis that played 50’s, 60’s and 70’s music. Then they dropped the 50’s and most of the 60’s and incorporated the 80’s into their rotation, but it wasn’t the same.
Bouncing around the dial, I found an AM station that played a lot of the old stuff (and not the *overplayed* oldies) and was a lot of fun to sing along to on the way home from work. Then lo and behold, our FM station decided they wanted to go back to their original format.
Well, ya know, I listened to many, many hours of AM stations growing up, and looks like I’m doin’ it again.
Here’s to singing at the top of your lungs with the windows open.
The sound of your footsteps
Telling me that you’re near
Your soft gentle motion, baby
Brings out the need in me that no-one can hear, except
In my midnight confessions
When I tell all the world that I love you
In my midnight confessions
When I say all the things that I want to
I love you
But a little gold ring you wear on your hand makes me understand
There’s another before me, you’ll never be mine
I’m wasting my time
Staggering through the daytime
Your image on my mind
Passing so close beside you baby
Sometimes the feelings are so hard to hide, except
In my midnight confessions
When I tell all the world that I love you
In my midnight confessions
When I say all the things that I want to
I love you
But a little gold ring you wear on your hand makes me understand
There’s another before me, you’ll never be mine
I’m wasting my time
In my midnight confessions
When I tell all the world that I love you
Na na-nana na na na-na
Na na-nana na na na-na
“Midnight Confessions” by the Grass Roots.
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