Shocking blue
Had a sudden desire to hear this:
Reminds me of being on my one and only foreign school trip - skiing in Switzerland, March 1972. We played this non-stop on the hotel juke box and sang along with customised words... He's got it, yeah baby he's got it... Well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire, Georgie Meyer... that being the name of the hotel owner's rather attractive son. Beats the Bananarama version any day. :-))
This memory was brought to you due to a yearning for something other than dull grey skies and rain. With this music I am transported to snowy slopes and clear blue skies in the company of a gaggle of giggling schoolgirls. Sweet dreams.
Click to viewReminds me of being on my one and only foreign school trip - skiing in Switzerland, March 1972. We played this non-stop on the hotel juke box and sang along with customised words... He's got it, yeah baby he's got it... Well I'm your Venus, I'm your fire, Georgie Meyer... that being the name of the hotel owner's rather attractive son. Beats the Bananarama version any day. :-))
This memory was brought to you due to a yearning for something other than dull grey skies and rain. With this music I am transported to snowy slopes and clear blue skies in the company of a gaggle of giggling schoolgirls. Sweet dreams.