Lyrics Freedy Johnston

Freedy Johnston

Seventies Girl

Down from the attic in your old things

My new girlfriend has a curious streak

Half lit, in the hall

She's like you

Twenty years ago

Clothes from a case you'd thrown at me

Orange, yellow, red and chartreuse green

Way back in the day

I lost you

Don't tell me here we go again

Seventies girl

Don't come any closer

There's gonna be trouble tonight

You're not staying over

Hey there seventies girl

Never should have told her

You want to be older

Than you were

She was transcendental then

Her beautiful eyes through your rose specs

Way back, in the day

I loved you

Or something like it anyway

Seventies girl

You've been taken over

You never had a cradle to rock

Now you want to go there

Hey there seventies girl

Never should have told her

You want to be older

Than you were

We fell apart

Just like that dress

Then taught ourselves unhappiness

I don't recall much, I confess

But wonder where she's gone

Seventies girl

Don't come any closer

There's gonna be trouble tonight

You're not staying over

Hey there, seventies girl

Never should've showed her

You want to be older

Than you were