A WINK'S AS GOOD AS A NOD TO A BLIND HORSE

We date ourselves with Maggie May,
Sweet innocence was youth well spent.
The idealism transformed reality,
Yesterday's meaning was well meant.
Pretty French girls are cunningly cute,
Alimoney is the dark of their light.
The leaves were changing colour,
Sweet seduction was Tonight's the Night.
Great Scot, it's Rod Stewart,
Encores are his calling card.
How they love his rock n'roll?
This classic busker and bard.
Everyone wants a piece of the action,
Rock n'roll is still the same.
Has life made you cynical?
As you play your winning game.

WAYNE MANNION
PLATINUM BULLET LYRICS