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Just heard this on the radio and it took me back to the local disco in the early seventies. 'All in the game' by Eddie Holman. It was one of two that were always the last record of the night played when I went to our local junior disco as a young teenager. The one where you plucked up the courage to ask a girl you’d been eyeing up all night to have a slow dance to. 
It was the 'B' side of the other record 'Hey there lonely girl' also by Eddie Holman
It was the 'B' side of the other record 'Hey there lonely girl' also by Eddie Holman
Just heard this on the radio and it took me back to the local disco in the early seventies. 'All in the game' by Eddie Holman. It was one of two that were always the last record of the night played when I went to our local junior disco as a young teenager. The one where you plucked up the courage to ask a girl you’d been eyeing up all night to have a slow dance to.
It was the 'B' side of the other record 'Hey there lonely girl' also by Eddie Holman
You bastard. Those two tunes were the backdrop to the relationship with my first love when I was 15, they were her favourites.
I believe she's long dead now, seen her brother and sisters facebook pages and there's no references to or pictures of her, I can't bring myself to enquire after her, I'd rather not know and just hold on to the memories I have of her.
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The one where you plucked up the courage to ask a girl you’d been eyeing up all night to have a slow dance to.
I recall on two occasions doing the 'walk of shame', when you walked the length of the dancefloor to ask an attractive girl for a dance, and she said 'no'.
So me and my mate developed a strategy of only asking ugly girls for a dance, worked a treat.
Keep a bit of distance in the groin area to save, ahem, embarrassment too.Hands on bum time again.
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