I’d listen to the radio,
waiting for my favorite songs.
When they played I’d sing along.
It made me smile.
Those were such happy times,
and not so long ago.
How I wondered where they’d gone.
But they’re back again,
just like a long-lost friend.
All the songs I loved so well.
Every sha-la-la-la,
every wo-wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling -a-ling,
that they re starting to sing,
so fine.
When they get to the part
where he s breaking her heart,
it can really make me cry.
Just like before,
it s yesterday once more.
(Shoo-bee-do-lang -lang,
shoo-bee-do-lang-lang.)
Looking back on how
it was in years gone by,
and the good time that I had,
makes today seem rather sad;
so much has changed.
It was songs of love
that I would sing to them,
and I d memorize each word.
Those old melodies still sound so good to me,
as they melt the years away.
Every sha-la-la-la,
every wo-wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling -a-ling,
that they re starting to sing,
so fine.
All my best memories come back clearly to me;
some can even make me cry.
Just like before,
it s yesterday once more.
Every sha-la-la-la,
every wo-wo still shines.
Every shing-a-ling -a-ling,
that they re starting to sing,
so fine.
