I was a lot younger when Meatloaf sang this. Some memories fade slowly, in this case, he says wistfully, that's not so bad. Now I find myself actually reading the lyrics...for you young folks, lyrics are real words that accompany real music. Now that you are edified, I'll ramble on. The song was a bit risque at the time...that seems humorous to me now...but so does what passes for music.
His word really told a story, one which almost all of us could identify with. Bet they are still valid today. I find that I have to place value now more on my calcium level than on my hormonal balance. Automotive gymnastics hurt more now than then. The idea is fundamentally sound, but a better venue, a more comfortable one enhances the synapses so much more than a broken gear shifter.
This is my on line "Collector's Cabinet". It is non-profit and haphazard at best. I leave it to you to sort through and make sense of.The views are mine. The collection reflects some of my interests. But the material must be credited to the vast internet. Otherwise, I never would have been able to amass such a treasure trove. The purpose of this exercise is entertainment, naturally mine, but even more so yours. So, please let me know if anything strikes a chord with you.
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