All eyes on the teeny-bopper! What there was of her miniskirt flared out to display bikini panties that gave the impression of being about to reveal more than they revealed. It was hard to tell because her bottom was in constant frenzied motion, a sort of derriere movement in double-time to the dance the rest of her was doing.

The dance was called “The Shing-A-Ling,” and it was done to Mo-Town music. What the melody lacked in structure it made up in loudness. The teeny-bopper lacked nothing in stucture — particularly derriere-wise. [1967]