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6.16.2002

 
Pulp - "Disco 2000"


Well we were born within one hour of each other
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother
Your name is Deborah. Deborah. It never suited ya
And they said that when we grew up, we'd get married and never split up
We never did it although often I thought of it

Oh Deborah, do you recall
Your house was very small with wood chip on the wall
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road
I never knew that you'd get married
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago

You were the first girl at school to get breasts
Martyn said that yours were the best
The boys all loved you but I was a mess
I had to watch them trying to get you undressed
We were friends but that was as far as it went
I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant
Nothing to you, cause you were so popular

Ah Deborah, do you recall
Your house was very small with woodchip on the wall
When I came around to call you didn't notice me at all
I said let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there at 2 o'clock by the fountain down the road
I never knew that you'd get married
I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely Thursday years ago

Oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh what are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby
Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh
What are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe you can even bring your baby
Ooh ooh oh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Oh.




Disclaimer: any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. for those in the know. ^_^



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