What was your score then.
I got a pitiful 95. I’m quite ashamed. A self-confessed 80s addict and a bona fide former 80s DJ :oops
OK, 10 contributions from me
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________ 's gonna be the witness to the ultimate test of _______ fitness.
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Hit me with your _____ _____.
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Looking out a _____ old ______.
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My my ____ hits me oh so _____.
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I saw the _____ , you saw the whole of the ______.
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You’re watching the ____ of your eyes turning _____.
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It’s a _____ train, from coast to coast ____'s the man we love the most.
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_____ ______ , that’s what they say when we’re together.
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You got it _____. You don’t know when you’ve got it good.
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Coz I tear out these ____ that I got in these ____.
100 Guanxi for anyone who gets them all right.
Brian
A pitiful score of 77, but hey, I was born in 1979. The fact that St. Petersburg, FL got MTV early on helped. Oh and being a huge Eagles fan gave me a ten-point boost…on a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair, the warm smell of ________ drifting up through the air…Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light…you all know how it goes…
I got the image of the videos and/or heard the song in my head, but unfortunately, being only a kindergartener in 1984, I never really learned the words to some of those lyrics right. Aw man, I’m gonna have these songs in my head for a long time now…thanks a lot, mod lang…
95.5 but it should have been muchb etter. Doing the one handed peck, don’t have finders on the right keys, and that guy was ounting off for spelling. but what a great trip down memory lane!
I was born before the slinky!!! :shock:
I only got 78.5! And for most of them I even got the tune in my head, but just couldn’t get to the words. We never even had mtv, I just got everything off the radio and my record collection of about 10 lousy records.
Only regret: one very cool song was ruined since I now discovered he sings “six-string”, not sex dream.
Too bad I wasn’t old enough for “Just Say No” to register to me on what I was supposed to say ‘no’ to. I could have saved a few brain cells. What was up with Alvin’s obsession with Michael Jackson anyway?