One song that hit the spot with me, was a hit in the UK for Pulp some years ago, which immediately took me back to the beginning of the 70's.
A sad tale involving mild acne, strange new body hair and that first major crush on the girl who lived in my street.
Same age, same friends and the same class at school, I indeed worshipped the ground that her six inch platform boots walked on, but try as I might, she preferred the attentions of another boy in our gang who vaguely resembled Rod Stewart.
Oh, the hurt.......
I think we've all been there.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJS3xnD7Mus
Lyrics:
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.
They said that when we grew up,
we'd get married, and never split up.
We never did dear, 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 two 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,
oh it meant nothing to you,
cos you were so popular.
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 two 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.
And now it's all over,
You've paid your money and you've taken your choice
And I don't know if we'll ever meet again
But Deborah I just wanted you to know
I remember every single thing
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 two 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 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.
