I have not emulated the spirit of early rock music for a great while. For example, I have not recently done the Stroll, a dance popular in the '50s which involved male and female dancers organized by gender into two facing lines, with paired couples taking turns dancing up and down between the rows. I would like to repossess this spirit, for it is in fact the very foundation of my being.
It really has been a great while, a very great while, and I have endured a good deal of loneliness during this period. Indeed, I have.
Along similar lines, it has been quite some time since the release of the Monotones' classic 1957 doo-wop single “Who Wrote (The Book of Love)." Not sure if I mentioned this earlier but it's well worth emphasizing: it really is difficult to convey the sadness of being single for an extended period. Please convey me to the very foundation of my being.
Oh! Ah!
It appears to be a great while ago that you and I sauntered amid a moonlit evening, promising each other things that failed to come to fruition. Would you be so kind as to give me a hug and accept my affections? Yes, by all means do.
It has been a great while, and a lonely one at that. Yes, hey. Yes, hey. Yes, hey. Yes, hey. Oh yes, oh yes. Once again, it has indeed been a great while, and quite a lonely one at that.
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