In my day (I`m getting on a bit), the word `swinging` meant that you were enjoying yourself; everything was going just fine - life, in a word, was just ... swinging!
A `swinger` was the life and soul at a party! Someone who knew how to have a good time; someone who probally wore a big gold medallion, with at least three shirt buttons undone - exposing an extremely hairy chest - and that`s just the women!
I jest!
What I`d really like to know, is how, and when, did the word take on its present meaning...
Anyone know?
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Sex God
just a guess but i reckon towarsds the end of the "swinging sixties" and the summer of love maybe...............
groovy baby
groovy baby
Sex God
I remember some sad old git at our disco's being refered to as "the oldest swinger in town" :shock: :shock:
bloody hell, he was the age I am now
bloody hell, he was the age I am now
Sex God
I appear to have a bit of a helpful head on today ... either that or way too much time on my hands
Found here which I actually found to be a well balanced view of swinging. Sorry if posting the link breaks the rules, mods.... I don't think it does :uhoh:
The term "swinger" may be an archaic holdover from the '70s that makes mainstream media people snicker and even its most avid practitioners cringe, but the fact is that at the turn of the 21st century, there are more couples sharing sexual experiences with other couples than ever before. Even the term "swinger" itself is getting back in the swing of things, accepted as a valid, vibrant tributary to the mainstream of American society.
Found here which I actually found to be a well balanced view of swinging. Sorry if posting the link breaks the rules, mods.... I don't think it does :uhoh:
Sex God
Quote by Pete_sw
I remember some sad old git at our disco's being refered to as "the oldest swinger in town" :shock: :shock:
bloody hell, he was the age I am now
did someone mention disco?????
When you score with a chick in a disco bar
Take her home in your hairy little car
Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you won't look in a mirror in the light of day
Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey
When you zip up your Wranglers and your belly's in the way
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come and there you go
Wire wheel-spokes and a stereo
But the engine's clapped, and the driver also
Is the oldest swinger in town
When your barber takes a little less time each week
The kids don't understand a word you speak
When you walk into a disco and they offer you a seat
You're the oldest swinger in town
You prefer a pint of mild to Bacardi and coke
The songs are too loud and there's too much smoke
You'd like another dance but you're scared you'll have a stroke
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your chest all bare
A little gold ingot and a lot of gold hair
Like the disco king meets Yogi Bear
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you're feeling as stiff as a skinhead's boot
Rub on Vick where you used to splash Brut
And the latest punk fashion is your wedding suit
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you have to go shopping for your sex appeal
Travolta shades and nine-inch heels
You say a man is just as old as the woman he feels
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your lips closed tight
You never smile, you know it wouldn't look right
'Cause your dentures glow in ultra-violet light
You're the oldest swinger in town
And you look so mean 'cause your pants are too tight
You're the oldest swinger in town
And it takes you all night to do what you used to do all night
You're the oldest swinger in town
(as sung by Fred Wedlock)
There you go! :swingingchair:
Take her home in your hairy little car
Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you won't look in a mirror in the light of day
Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey
When you zip up your Wranglers and your belly's in the way
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come and there you go
Wire wheel-spokes and a stereo
But the engine's clapped, and the driver also
Is the oldest swinger in town
When your barber takes a little less time each week
The kids don't understand a word you speak
When you walk into a disco and they offer you a seat
You're the oldest swinger in town
You prefer a pint of mild to Bacardi and coke
The songs are too loud and there's too much smoke
You'd like another dance but you're scared you'll have a stroke
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your chest all bare
A little gold ingot and a lot of gold hair
Like the disco king meets Yogi Bear
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you're feeling as stiff as a skinhead's boot
Rub on Vick where you used to splash Brut
And the latest punk fashion is your wedding suit
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you have to go shopping for your sex appeal
Travolta shades and nine-inch heels
You say a man is just as old as the woman he feels
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your lips closed tight
You never smile, you know it wouldn't look right
'Cause your dentures glow in ultra-violet light
You're the oldest swinger in town
And you look so mean 'cause your pants are too tight
You're the oldest swinger in town
And it takes you all night to do what you used to do all night
You're the oldest swinger in town
(as sung by Fred Wedlock)
There you go! :swingingchair:
Sex God
Quote by berksbex
When you score with a chick in a disco bar
Take her home in your hairy little car
Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you won't look in a mirror in the light of day
Swear you dyed it when your hair turns grey
When you zip up your Wranglers and your belly's in the way
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come and there you go
Wire wheel-spokes and a stereo
But the engine's clapped, and the driver also
Is the oldest swinger in town
When your barber takes a little less time each week
The kids don't understand a word you speak
When you walk into a disco and they offer you a seat
You're the oldest swinger in town
You prefer a pint of mild to Bacardi and coke
The songs are too loud and there's too much smoke
You'd like another dance but you're scared you'll have a stroke
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your chest all bare
A little gold ingot and a lot of gold hair
Like the disco king meets Yogi Bear
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you're feeling as stiff as a skinhead's boot
Rub on Vick where you used to splash Brut
And the latest punk fashion is your wedding suit
You're the oldest swinger in town
When you have to go shopping for your sex appeal
Travolta shades and nine-inch heels
You say a man is just as old as the woman he feels
You're the oldest swinger in town
Here you come with your lips closed tight
You never smile, you know it wouldn't look right
'Cause your dentures glow in ultra-violet light
You're the oldest swinger in town
And you look so mean 'cause your pants are too tight
You're the oldest swinger in town
And it takes you all night to do what you used to do all night
You're the oldest swinger in town
(as sung by Fred Wedlock)
There you go! :swingingchair:
OMG I actually identify with some of those lyrics :shock:
Sex God
Well, for Norman Vaughan, "swingin'" was the opposite of "dodgy". Bet some people here have been involved in some dodgy swinging...I know I have. :cry:
Quote by bluexxx
When you score with a chick in a disco bar
Take her home in your hairy little car
Then you find you went to school with her Ma and Pa
You're the oldest swinger in town....................
OMG I actually identify with some of those lyrics :shock:
I remember them!!! :shock:
(but only because my Dad liked the song so much that he played it endlessly....hmmmm
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