Oh how I miss the magic thrill
Of those long, long gone days
When we were high on our hill
Lying low and singing small
We'd fear there would be serious hell to pay
The harder we would fall
Oh how I miss that magic thrill
Oh how I miss the sexy skirt
You wore right above your knees
You got me flying, you lil bird
Way back when we'd always squeeze
Passion had such a hold on us
Tell me what is left
From that late, lamented skirt
Oh how I miss the lyric words
We would coin just for you and me
It was us and the rest of the earth
Way back when we were so free
Well now I'm longing for those golden times
Tell me where they've gone
Oh those long gone, golden times
Well now I'm longing for those golden times
Tell me where they've gone
Oh those long gone, golden times
Will you tell me what in the world has become of that thrill
Will you tell me babe, will you tell me...