Call me old fashioned but the sight of a kipper tie is like nothing on earth candy for the eye. Bell bottoms on your jeans bells hanging around your neck Jazzy colours on your shirt and nobody gave a heck. Permed hair-dos on each head everything went to the extreme The Bay City Rollers and you were living the dream. The Osmonds you fell in love with David Cassidy sending you in a spin The sounds of the seventies a memory you keep locked within.