Down on Fulton Street in Brooklyn, we used to harmonize
Me, Jimmy and Toubo, Joe and some other guys
We were singing oldies, but they were newies then
And today when I play my old 45's, I remember when
We'd practice in a subway, in a lobby or a hall
Crowded in a doorway, singing doo wops to the wall
And if we went to a party and they wouldn't let us sing
We'd lock ourselves in the bathroom, and nobody could get in
'Cause we were looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
A place to be in harmony
A place we almost found
And the girls would gather 'round us, and our heads would swell
We'd sing songs by the Moonglows, the Harptones, and the Dells
And when we sang "Sincerely," we really sang it high
Even though it was falsetto, we almost reached the sky
We've sung a lot of changes since 1955
And a lot of bad arrangements we've tried to harmonize
Now we've turned into oldies, but we were newies then
And today when I play my old 45's, I remember when
We were looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
A place to be in harmony
A place we almost found
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(I love you I love you I love you I love you)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(I love you I love you I love you)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(I love you for sentimental reasons)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(There are diamonds and pearls, emeralds and rings)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(None of these jewels show me a thing)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(Oh what a night to love you)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(Oh what a night to squeeze you dear)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(For you love, oh I would do anything)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound
(Your a thousand miles away but I still have a love to remember you by)
Looking for an echo, an answer to our sound