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Pulp «Disco 2000». ТЕКСТ ПЕСНИ

Пой с друзьями
Слова: Cocker
Музыка: Cocker
© ООО «Юниверсал Мьюзик Паблишинг»
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 We were born within an hour of each other, 
 Our mothers said we could be sister and brother. 
 Your name is Deborah, 
 It never suited you. 
 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...
 
 And I said let's all meet up in the year two thousand 
 Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown 
 Be there 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, 
 And Martin said that you were the best. 
 All the boys loved you, but I was a mess 
 I had to watch and try and get you undressed. 
 We were friends 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...
 
 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...

 And I said let's all meet up in the year two thousand 
 Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown 
 Be there 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 

 And now it's all over,
 You've paid your money and taken your choice. 
 I don't know if we'll ever meet again, 
 But Deborah, I just wanted you to know 
 I remember every single thing
 
 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...

 And I said let's all meet up in the year two thousand 
 Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown 
 Be there 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

 What are you doing Sunday baby? 
 Would you like to come and meet me maybe? 
 You can even bring your baby... 
 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
 
 What are you doing Sunday baby? 
 Would you like to come and meet me maybe? 
 You can even bring your baby...
 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh... 
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