At New York's Hastings High School,
Me, John Hausman, Carl Peachman,
and a couple of city guys.
but they were newies then
And today when I play my old 45s,
We would practice in the subways,
the lobbies, and the halls
singing doo -wops to the walls
And if we went to a party
and they wouldn't let us sing,
We'd lock ourselves in the bathroom
We were looking for an echo,
A place to be in harmony,
a place we al most found.
And the girls would gather round us
And how our heads would swell
When we sang songs by the moon glows
And when we sang sincerely
Although it was falsetto,
we almost reached the sky.
There have been a lot of changes
Lot s of bad arrangements
Now we've turned into oldies,
And today when I play my old 45s,
I used to sing with my friends.
A place to be in harmony,
