Ah, such nostalgic nights,
Twirled in skirt, wearing tights,
The music soothed our soul,
We sang along to rock’n’roll,
Jiving, with our thunderthighs,
Supper was a plate of fries,
Our tune was “Mama Mia” too,
Does Abba mean much to you?
Part of “Kulcha” in our land,
Nostalgia nights, karaoke band,
Good clean wholesome fun,
Boomers in our senior sun!