I Miss The 70s Lyrics - Singles - Deirdre Flint

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