| Just like we had ffffeared, the mates we had have all dissapeared
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| Nicky, Flip, Paul, Fat Bob and Ted, they all done a bunk & all got wed
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| OUT WITH THE LADS FOR A LAUGH AND A BEER, THOSE DAYS ARE NO LONGER 'ERE
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| WITH A LUMP IN YER THROAT & A SHIVER DOWN YER SPINE
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| THEY’RE THE MEMORIES OF 1979
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| (Chorus:)
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| WOOOOOOOOOOO THAT’S WHERE WE WANNA BE
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| WOOOOOOOOOOO THAT’S WHERE WE WANNA BE
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| BACK IN '79
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| Flip a punk sssuddenly aged, he sold his leather jacket just to get engaged
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| Bobby was a skinhead, but Bobby’s hair grew, all for a bird who made him bbblue
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| WE NEVER THOUGHT WE’DE SEE THE DAY, TEDDY WITH A MRS IN THE FAMILY WAY
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| OH WHAT WENT WRONG? |
| THINGS WERE JUST FINE,
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| SO TAKE ME BACK TO 1979
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| (Chorus)…
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| (Guitar Bit)
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| Freddie was a free bloke fffull o' life, now Freddie is a bag o' misery with a
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| wife
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| Everynight George hit the town, by 8'o clock now he’s in his dressing gown
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| THEY AIN’T THE LADS WE KNEW BEFORE, YOU DON’T SEE THEM DOWN THE PUB NO MORE
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| THEY’RE DISCONTENTED MATES O' MINE WHO WANNA BE BACK IN 1979. |