What was I like so many moons ago?
I would like to believe I just went 'with the flow'
I wore my hair longer, with specs tinted pink.
My frocks were all maxi, of petchouli (sp) I'd stink!
Rhythms were constant, the blues played a part,
one bloke called Keith, well he near broke my heart.
My love affair with velvet, it all started then,
a frock of deep crimson with an embroidery hem.
I thought myself pretty, a sight to behold.
In velvet and satins I'd walk the streets bold.
But now that I look back I was probably a prat,
in velvet so crimson and a big floppy hat......