Class of 64 - Medley Hits of the 60s 2005 video free download

Class of 64 - Medley Hits of the 60s 2005

Chip Hawkes - ex Tremeloes

Eric Haydock - ex Hollies

Mick Avory - Kinks

Ted Tomlin - ex Love Affair

Graham Polloc

1. You really got me (Kinks 1964)

Girl, you really got me goin

You got me so I dont know what I'm doin

Girl, you really got me now

You got me so I cant sleep at night

Girl, you really got me goin

You got me so I dont know what I'm doin

Oh yeah, you really got me now

You got me so I cant sleep at night

You really got me

You really got me

You really got me

See, dont ever set me free

I always wanna be by your side

Girl, you really got me now

You got me so I cant sleep at night

Oh yeah, you really got me goin

You got me so I dont know what I'm doin

Oh yeah, you really got me now

You got me so I cant sleep at night

You really got me

You really got me

You really got me

2. Lola (Kinks 1970)

I met her in a club down in old Soho

Where you drink champagne and it tastes like

coca-cola c.o.l.a. cola

She walked up to me and she asked me to dance

I asked her her name and in a dark brown voice

she said Lola L.o.l.a. Lola

Lo Lo Lo Lo Lola

Well, I'm not the world's most physical guy,

But when she squeezed me tight she nearly broke my spine

oh my Lola, la-la la-la Lola

Well, I left home just a week before

and I'd never ever kissed a woman before

But Lola's mine and took me by the hand

She said little boy I'm gonna make you a man !"

Well, I'm not the world's most .. man,

But I know what I am and I know I'm a man and so is my Lola

la-la la-la Lola,

La-la la-la Lola

Lola, la-la la-la Lo-la, la-la la-la Lo-la,

Lola.

3. Silence is golden (Tremeloes 1967)

How many times will she fall for his line

Should I tell her or should I keep cool?

And if I tried, I know she'd say I lied

Mind your business, don't hurt her, you fool

Silence is golden, but my eyes still see

Silence is golden, golden

But my eyes still see

4. Bus stop (Hollies 1966)

Every morning I would see her waiting at the stop

Sometimes she'd shopped and she would show me what she bought

Other people stared as if we were both quite insane

Someday my name and hers are going to be the same

Bus stop, wet day, she's there, I say

Please share my umbrella

Bus stop, bus goes, she stays, love grows

Under my umbrella

All that summer we enjoyed it

Wind and rain and shine

That umbrella, we employed it

By August, she was mine