Pulp – Disco 2000

Una pequeña joyita del pasado, 13 años atrás Pulp al comando de Jarvis Cocker escribía esto, desde Sheffield, Inglaterra…

Well 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 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, 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

Do it, Oh yeah, Oh yeah

And now it’s all over
You’ve paid your money and you’ve taken your choice
And I know we’ll never 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 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

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