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Comments
pasalune wrote:
I love this song
2012-06-15 23:31:58
Song information
British pop band Pulp wrote and released Disco 2000 in 1995.
Lyrics
Oh we were bornWithin an 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
Oh we never did it
Although I often thought of it
Oh Deborah do you recall
Your house was very small
With wood-chip on the wall
When I came round to call
You didn't notice me at all
Oh and I said
Let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there two o'clock
By the fountain down the road
I never knew that you'd get married
That 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
And Martin said that you were the best
Oh the boys all loved you but I was a mess
I had to watch them try and get you undressed
We were friends and that's as far as it went
I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant
Oh it meant nothing to you
'Cause you were so popular
Deborah ah do you recall
Your house was very small
With wood-chip on the wall
When I came round to call
You didn't notice me at all
And I said
Let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there two o'clock
By the fountain down the road
But I never knew that you'd get married
That I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely
Thursday years ago
Do it
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
I'm a dick but do you recall
Your house was very small
With wood-chip on the wall
When I came round to call
You didn't notice me at all
And I said
Let's all meet up in the year 2000
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown
Be there two o'clock
By the fountain down the road
But I never knew that you'd get married
That I would be living down here on my own
On that damp and lonely
Thursday years ago
Oh what are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe
You can even bring your baby
Ooh oh oh oh oh oh ooh
What are you doing Sunday baby
Would you like to come and meet me maybe
You can even bring your baby
Ooh oh oh oh oh oh ooh
Oh oh oh oh ooh ooh
darkesko wrote:
Yes, I like this song a lot too
2012-11-10 01:05:55