when i was young i\\\'d listen to the radio waiting for my favorite songs when they played i\\\'d sing along, |
when i was young i\\\'d listen to the radio waiting for my favorite songs when they played i\\\'d sing along, it make me smile. those were such happy times and not so l ong ago how i wondered where they\\\'d gone. but they\\\'re back again just like a long lost friend all the songs i love so well. every shalala every wo\\\'wo still shines. every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they\\\'re s tarting to sing so fine when they get to the part where he\\\'s breaking her heart it can really make me cry just like before. it\\\'s yesterday once more. (shoobie do lang lang) looking bak on how it was in years gone by and the good times that had makes today seem rather sad, so much has changed. it was songs of love that i would sing t o them and i\\\'d memorise each word. those old melodies still sound so good t o me as they melt the years away every shalala every wo\\\'wo still shines every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they\\\'re s tartingto sing so fine all my best memorise come back clearly t o me some can even make me cry just like before. it\\\'s yesterday once more. (shoobie do lang lang) every shalala every wo\\\'wo still shines. every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they\\\'re s tarting to sing so fine every shalala every wo\\\'wo still shines. every shing-a-ling-a-ling that they\\\'re s tarting to sing