Liz Callaway - The Beat Goes On (Feelin’ Groovy) lyrics

La de da de de, la de da de da
Drums keep pounding a rhythm to the brain
La de da de de, la de da de da

The Charleston was once the rage, uh huh
History has turned a page, uh huh
The miniskirt's the current thing, uh huh
Teenybopper is our newborn king, uh huh

And the beat goes on the beat goes on
The grocery store’s does supermart, uh huh
Little girls still break their hearts, uh huh
And men still keep on marching off to war
Electrically, they keep their baseball score

And the beat goes on the beat goes on

Grandmas sit in chairs and reminisce
Boys keep chasing girls to get a kiss
The cars keep going faster all the time
Bums still cry "Hey buddy
Have you got a dime?"

And the beat goes on the beat goes on

Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Hello lamppost, what'cha knowing
I've come to watch your flowers growin’
Ain't you got no rhymes for me?
Doo doo doo doo doo, feeling groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feeling groovy
I got no deeds to do, no promises to keep
I'm dappled and drowsy and ready to sleep
Let the morningtime drop all
It's petals on me
Life, I love you, all is groovy