Disco 2000
by Pulp

Album: Different Class (1995)
Charted: 7
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  • Oh, we were born within 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

    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
    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 Martyn 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, that was 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, do you recall?
    Your house was very small
    With woodchip 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"
    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

    Do it
    Oh, yeah
    Oh, yeah

    Now Deborah, do you recall?
    Oh, your house was very small
    With wood chip on the wall
    And 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"
    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
    Ooh 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-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
    Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Writer/s: Candida Doyle, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Mark Andrew Webber, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Stephen Patrick Mackey
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Smalllebowski from Ukinfinitely
  • Ruthlilycat from San FranciscoIt’s a great song, but now but now when I hear it, it makes me sad that Deborah Bone passed away at 51. Here’s a photo of her in thesun.co.uk
    https://www.thesun.co.uk/archives/news/3726/disco-2000-deb-is-dead/
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