Listen to Disco 2000 by Pulp

Disco 2000

Pulp

Rock

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Pulp
Pulp
Performer
Russell Senior
Russell Senior
Guitar
Candida Doyle
Candida Doyle
Keyboards
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Bass Guitar
Matthew Vaughan
Matthew Vaughan
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Russell Senior
Russell Senior
Composer
Mark Webber
Mark Webber
Composer
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Composer
Nick Banks
Nick Banks
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Thomas
Chris Thomas
Producer
Alan Tarney
Alan Tarney
Additional Producer
David Nicholas
David Nicholas
Engineer
Geoff Pesche
Geoff Pesche
Mastering Engineer
Julie Gardener
Julie Gardener
Assistant Engineer
Kevin Metcalfe
Kevin Metcalfe
Mastering Engineer
Pete Lewis
Pete Lewis
Engineer
Tim Burrell
Tim Burrell
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

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 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 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 'em 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 Oh, Deborah, do you recall? Your house was very small, with woodchip on the wall When I came around 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): Stephen Patrick Mackey, Jarvis Branson Cocker, Candida Doyle, Nick Banks, Russell Senior, Mark Andrew Webber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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