Anyway at the moment I'm planning my daughters Grade 6 birthday party. She wants a Hairspray party. A sixties party. And she wants it in the garage. With coloured party lights. Life just goes round in circles.
Back in 1967 I was buying singles from a record shop in Box Hill. I could only play my records when my brothers let me. I couldn't wait to own my own record player.
Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Oh yeah
Well all right, Well all right
Robin singing in my back yard in the tree top
Robin singing in my back yard and it won’t stop
Well it likes to drive you crazy Oh yeah
I got to see you baby All right
Robin singing in my back yard in the tree top
Won’t stop baby
Well all right, Well all right
Robin singing in my back yard in the tree top
Robin singing in my back yard and it won’t stop
Well it likes to drive you crazy Oh yeah
I got to see you baby All right
Robin singing in my back yard in the tree top
Won’t stop baby
Spring fever got a hold on me now
Spring fever got a hold on me
Spring fever got a hold on me baby
Spring fever got a hold on me
Spring fever got a hold on me
And it ain’t gonna’ let me go oh no no
It ain’t gonna let me go no no
It ain’t gonna let me go
Spring fever got a hold on me
Spring fever got a hold on me baby
Spring fever got a hold on me
Spring fever got a hold on me
And it ain’t gonna’ let me go oh no no
It ain’t gonna let me go no no
It ain’t gonna let me go
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