Well we were born within an hour of each other.
Our mothers said we could be sister and brother.
Your name is Deborah, De-bor-ah. 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 thoughtof 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 inthe 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 Martin saidthat
you were the best. Oh, the boys all loved you, but I was amess.
I had to watch them try and get you undressed. We were friendsand
that's as far as it went. I used to walk you home sometimes butit meant;
Oh, it meant nothing to you `cause you were so popular.
Do it, Oh yeah, Oh yeah. And now it's all over. You've paid yourmoney
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, what are you doing Sunday, baby? Would you like to come andmeet me, maybe?
You can even bring your baby. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.. What are youdoing Sunday, baby?
Would you like to come and meet me, maybe? You can even bringyour baby.
Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh.. Ooh ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh