What happened to your childhood sweetheart?

Oh Deborah, do you recall?
Your house was very small,
with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call,
you didn't notice me at all.

I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 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.
Martyn said that yours were the best.
The boys all loved you but I was a mess.
I had to watch them trying to get you undressed.
We were friends but that was as far as it went.
I used to walk you home sometimes but it meant,
oh it meant nothing to you,
cos you were so popular.

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.

I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 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 yeah,
oh yeah.

Ah do you recall?
Your house was very small,
with wood chip on the wall.
When I came around to call,
you didn't notice me at all.

I said let's all meet up in the year 2000.
Won't it be strange when we're all fully grown.
Be there at 2 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.
Ohhh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh.
What are you doing Sunday baby.
Would you like to come and meet me maby?
You can even bring your baby.
Ooh ooh oh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Oh.

i've always heard this as "repair to the pub by the fountain down the road"

Amst, you've been here long enough! Suzy really does know all these people and things.

My first three years in London were lived in and around Pulp and St Etienne land. I'd met her before through my friend Selina who's the girl holding the sign on the cover of Fox Base Alpha and who is one of the (real) sisters in the first video for Babies.

Also, Pulp had a significant amount of friends who came down from Sheffield in the late 80s/early 90s when Jarvis and Steve began to study film at St. Martin's, all decidedly arty or musical themselves. I was friends with a lot of them and I had what could be called a flirtation with Jarvis' best friend after I split up with Mr Currie, and that's when I first met Jarvis.

In related trivia my friend Andrew, an architect, used to flatshare with the Common People girl with the 'thirst for knowledge'.

Her widowered dad married my widowed mom.

She has a banking career and somehow has managed to grow a bit shorter. Of course, I still look perfect.

creepy.

hm, do you really think there was one specific person that inspired this song? i always figured it was a deliberate caricature, sort of a composite of the asshat slumming of sundry rich college students. actually i always balk at how *mean* that song is, but then, that's part of what makes it so effective. i also figure that the narrator in these songs is never quite "just jarvis"--there's a lot of jarvis in them, to be sure, but they are also obviously fictional creations, to a great extent.

anyway "disco 2000" has a weird narrative line. i'm never sure if the ambiguities in it are deliberate or just the result of this. what is the form of the lyric anyhow? he's addressing deborah, but he's telling her about her? is it like a soul-clearing letter to an old friend rehashing his whole emotional experience with her? or is it just a poetic device to nominally address deborah and be speaking to us, the listener? and while certain lines seem to be sung from the POV of *now* ("i never dreamed that you'd get married..."/"you can even bring your baby") others seem to be from the past (the whole "let's all meet up in the year 2000/won't it be strange when we're all fully grown" conceit that drives the chorus).

anyway, someone should post the lyrics that verse of "da art of storytellin' pt. 1" abt sasha.

Well, Adam, one of them was always this very artistic individual, and right now she's working as an artist, so I consider that cool. The other person, who I remember as being highly intelligent, is involved in biomedical research, which is also cool.

went back to ye olde country when i was a late teen. did a pilgimmage and last saw her raking up the leaves at cherry cottage, on cherry lane.

my boyfriend didn't approve.

my first real love (from 3rd grade until well into high school): traumatized me by trying to kill herself as a freshman in high school just before I moved (it had nothing to do with me), I wrote her love letters from california, we lost contact, I spoke to her again a few years ago though and she was a nurse and sounded like she was doing good. I hope she is.

my mum found the nurse thing out when her mum wrote my mum a letter to say that jenny's older brother had died of brain cancer :( :( :(

in our family photo album there is a pic of us both sitting together on an apple crate in the orchard

i never had a childhood sweetheart. duh?

And me? I'm on ILX.

professor at georgia state. good on her!

The first guy I did the hold hands and kiss and giggle thing with, I bumped into with my mum some time ago (hes the cousin of family friends of my parents) when we were at Canberra Airport. I didn't even twig it was him at all, and he looked totally bored and uninterested to see us really - he certainly expressed no interest or suprise in seeing me. So either he didnt realise who I was, or didnt care which is more likely.

The 3rd is my old crush and high school friend/romantic fling David Laggner, who is an artist and I know has been to Melbourne in the recent past to do exhibitions - I am not googleproofing his name in the vague hope he might one day see this and try and contact me. 'Sif will happen tho :(

um, xpost!

It sounds like most childhood sweethearts are wildly successful.

when i said we took different paths, actually i'm wildly more successful on the career and academic front, though i suppose it depends on your definition of success. oddly as we were equally the overachievers of our primary school - but then i went off to boarding school in the city and that all changed. however he has stayed in our hometown and followed the more traditional marriage and kids path whereas i live in the city, am widely travelled and remain single. so according to my mum, he is wildly more successful haha.

(we did actually hang out a bit when we were 15 - it turned out she was at school with a friend of mine who re-introduced us. She was nice, but a bit spacy, and intimidated me slightly as she was a lot cooler than me, smoked weed and had had sex. We didn't try very hard to form a proper friendship, and I haven't seen her for 15 years).

my, she was yar

She gave me her phone nummber and everything. I [will] never rang.

I was a big slut though. ;-) When my parents went to check an apartment when I was about three, I was snogging the son of the owner. hahaha My parents were so ashamed.

I had several opportunities through primary and grammar school of which I failed to take advantage - including someone who is currently to be seen regularly on daytime television - mainly because of (a) my pre-existing problems; (b) a stupid and unrequited crush I had throughout nearly all of my grammar school life; and (c) I tended to fancy the teachers rather than my fellow pupils.

I know! I think I just copied what I had seen people do, or more specifically, my parents. I don't think I realized what I was doing exactly!

Googling the name of my first "real" girlfriend results in no hits. I haven't seen her ever since we broke up, so I have no idea what happened to her.

(sniff)