Heading out this morning into the sun. Riding on the diamond waves, little darlin' one. Warm wind caress her, her lover it seems. Oh Annie, Dreamboat Annie, my little ship of dreams. Going down the city sidewalk alone in the crowd, no one knows the lonely one whose head is in the clouds. Sad faces painted over with those magazine smies. Heading out to somewhere, won't be back for awhile.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Of my all-time favorite groups back in the day, these two ladies were among the top 10:
Heading out this morning into the sun. Riding on the diamond waves, little darlin' one. Warm wind caress her, her lover it seems. Oh Annie, Dreamboat Annie, my little ship of dreams. Going down the city sidewalk alone in the crowd, no one knows the lonely one whose head is in the clouds. Sad faces painted over with those magazine smies. Heading out to somewhere, won't be back for awhile.
