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2007-01-31 5:09 PM Venus this was the first 45 i ever owned. 1970 -- i was twelve years old and i just about wore the grooves off this song.
**** Goddess on the mountain top Burning like a silver flame The summit of beauty and love And Venus was her name CHORUS: She's got it Yeah, baby, she's got it I'm your Venus, I'm your fire At your desire Well, I'm your Venus, I'm your fire At your desire Her weapons were her crystal eyes Making every man a man Black as the dark night she was Got what no-one else had Wa! CHORUS (Venus) CHORUS Goddess on the mountain top Burning like a silver flame The summit of beauty and love And Venus was her name Wow! **** it was a remake in the 1980's with Bananarama, but the original does it for me. **** "Venus" is the only song in the history of the Billboard charts to hit number one three times (first time on February 7, 1970, second time on June 20, 1981 by "Stars On 45"; third time on September 6, 1986 by Bananarama.) **** they were a band from the Netherlands, and i think their bass player is just totally hot. unfortunately, the lead diva, Mariska Veres, passed away December 2006. Shocking Blue Bio. **** at twelve years old i was one of the tallest girls in my class at five foot two inches, although i never grew another inch. i was all knees and elbows, no boobs, redheaded and freckled. about the furthest from the love goddess, Venus, that you could get. we lived on Clark St., but not the country part -- the city part, across the street from a fire station. we used to hang there all the time, and i've blogged about the fire guys before so i won't bore you again. there was a hill across Jefferson St., and upon it grew long, slippery, shiny grass. we would take large pieces of cardboard and 'sled' down the hill. the hill ended in railroad tracks (the rumor was you could derail a train by putting a penny or a quarter on the rail and my brothers tried it several times no matter how i bitched about killing people on the train that never did anything to them) and we were run off many times for playing too close to the tracks. there was an ALCO factory nearby; two little neighborhood grocery stores (Rose's had more variety, but Butchy had the best penny candy, but don't ever let Rose catch you going into Butchy's) and it was a mostly Italiano neighborhood. a lady we called "Merry Christmas" (i always saw her name as "Merry" in my head, never "Mary") used to garden around her many shrines to Our Mother Mary, swearing at us in Italian if we cut across her yard. the next door neighbor, a little Italian guy, would get so pissed off at us when we climbed to the roof of his garage and stole his bosc pears from the trees. we played kickball in the trucking parking lot next door and baseball in the back yard. we lived upstairs from the Adam's family (i know, heh!) and the mother was the biggest woman i had ever seen. on the other side of the pear guy was a girl whose mother had died, and her brother used to sniff glue out of a paper bag in the garage. **** i wonder where all that came from. strange planet, for sure. Check out TSB for the most legal fun you can have with your clothes on. Read/Post Comments (4) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top |
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