Pulp

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 Martin 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 but it 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 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