Newsgroup: it.arti.musica.rock
Titolo: Disco 2000

Well 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 i t / 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 th e 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
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 hous e 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 dow n 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.

Pulp?
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 Pulp?
no, č "Gloria" di Umberto Tozzi, un plagio spudorato ;-)

 > no, è "Gloria" di Umberto Tozzi, un plagio spudorato ;-)
non l'ho postata per la musica ma perchè le ultime 3 righe del testo
riescono a struggermi. C'è la sconfitta, il rimpianto, la nostalgia, la
recriminazione, la tristezza, il tempo che passa.
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però Giovanna,io me la ricordo
ma è un ricordo che vale dieci lire
e non c'è niente da capire.

 recriminazione, la tristezza, il tempo che passa.
Non so perchč ma mi sono grattato.
Fabio sarai pure innamorato ma contieniti, iddio!
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