Golden Oldies Groover Pillows

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Cimafunk

"Well, that's the only song we know, so we can play it another two or three times, or we can cut our losses. Waddya say, Cleveland?"

Boptimism

'No need to yell son, I may be deaf, but I can still read.'

'Somewhere along the way, I went from lambada to lumbago.'

Shake it like a Polaroid picture...

"That? - Oh, along about his fourth beer, Old Cunningham, there, usually starts singing 'Greensleeves.'"

'It helps with reception.'

'Father, meet Sister Kate, she shimmies like a jelly upon a jelly plate.'

Mick Jagger at 95.

Old man imagines his younger self dancing with a cane.

"Let's shake them up and do our version of 'Blowin' in the Wind'."

Saxophone summoning.

'Amen will do ... You don't need to do the wave.'

"I love it when we hit them with the disco death ray."

Another Programme Reminding You How Much Better Music Used To Be.

'I got a case of the itsy-bitsy bonus blues...'

Clam - The Dance Mix

"I can see by the sudden appearance of little dishes of hard candy in every room, Veronica, that we have finally entered our golden years."

'I throw a strike every time with this ball, but I can only lift it once a night.'

Noah's AARP.

Excess Baggage: Before you laugh at those senior citizen travel groups, just try and keep up with them.

"Negative, Captain. Conditions here extremely hostile to rockabilly."

"I gotta stop, Ralph. . . one of my balls fell off!"

You're listening to K-OLD the golden oldies station. Back in a few … Oldies? You listen to oldies? Of course. Sinatra! Neil Diamond! Metallica. Vanilla Ice. The world is dead to me. Neil who?

'Mr McGruder is ready for your song and dance.'

A terrible fight was averted when someone put 'Fleabottom Boogie' on the turntable.'

Aged Hippie Retirement Home: 'Free miles, free minutes - - what ever happened to free love?'

"It was back in '52 that the hits stopped coming."

"Like Bob Dylan said, 'You don't know what you've got til it's gone."

'Me and your Grandad have been married for sixty years. But he still whispers sweet nothings into my hearing aid.'

"It'll spell the end of our dirty dancing group."

"I'm liver spot spice."

"You'll like this place: they play old skool house."