I loved the ‘80s. So many cool memories. Music made life better in so many ways. I mean…

You could walk like an Egyptian, dance with somebody that loved you, do the Safety Dance, or you could just Beat it.

In the ‘80s you could spin somebody round… like a record, walk this way, pour some sugar on someone, hit someone with your best shot, blind someone with science, dance with yourself, or be addicted to love.

It was a time when girls just wanted to have fun and we were all just livin on a prayer. When we weren’t having a total eclipse of the heart we were hungry like the wolf. We would go from never gonna give you up to another one bites the dust. From what’s love got to do with it to love shack.

Huey Lewis believed in the power of love and Foreigner wanted to know what love was. And Madonna just wanted her papa to stop preaching.

And Jenny. Tommy Tutone spent the ‘80s calling her and trying to make her his. And I think all of us tried calling her too. I wonder if he ever reached her…

I loved Rock n Roll. I wanted to know what love was. I didn’t want to hear doves cry. I felt like a super freak. I wanted Bette Davis eyes.

I loved the ‘80s.

24 thoughts on “I LOVED THE EIGHTIES

  1. Loved the music! Fun post! Because some movies are using 70’s and 80’s music, my teenager loves the music too. So much fun remembering partying all night long and waking up before you go go. And knowing all the words to The Power of Love as I had my first love in college.

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  2. So true. Tommy tutone lives in my town I have talked to him many times. He did not write his one hit wonder. But still gets those residuals. That phone number has been an actual number at various times out in the nation. Resulting in some really comical situations. And value.

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