boinging
winking an eye
****I've now found the file*****
I've uploaded it here - http://rapidshare.de/files/33943157/Victoria_Wood_-_Lucky_Bag_-_09_-_Fourteen_again.mp3.html
Has anyone got a this song on MP3 they would be willing to post up here? I am trying, without luck to find it anywhere...
I've got the lyrics (see below), I just need to damn blasted song!
I want to be fourteen again,
When sex was just called number ten,
And I was up to seven and a half.
Boys were for love, girls were for fun.
You burst out laughing if you saw a nun.
Sophistication was a sports car and a chiffon scarf.
I want to be fourteen again,
Tattoo my self with a fountain pen,
Pretend to like the taste of rum and Coke,
Chuck my school hat in a bush,
Spit on my mascara brush,
Buy Consulate and teach myself to smoke.
I want to be fourteen again,
Free rides on the waltzer off the fairground men
For a promise of a snog the last night of the fair—
French kissing as the kiosks shut
Behind the generators with your coconut,
The coloured lights reflected in the Brylcream on his hair.
I want to be fourteen again,
For all the things I didn't know then.
When I was funny, I was famous, I was never ignored,
I was a crazy girl, I had to laugh.
I had Ilya Kuriakin's autograph.
I had no idea you could wake up feeling bored.
I've uploaded it here - http://rapidshare.de/files/33943157/Victoria_Wood_-_Lucky_Bag_-_09_-_Fourteen_again.mp3.html
Has anyone got a this song on MP3 they would be willing to post up here? I am trying, without luck to find it anywhere...
I've got the lyrics (see below), I just need to damn blasted song!
I want to be fourteen again,
When sex was just called number ten,
And I was up to seven and a half.
Boys were for love, girls were for fun.
You burst out laughing if you saw a nun.
Sophistication was a sports car and a chiffon scarf.
I want to be fourteen again,
Tattoo my self with a fountain pen,
Pretend to like the taste of rum and Coke,
Chuck my school hat in a bush,
Spit on my mascara brush,
Buy Consulate and teach myself to smoke.
I want to be fourteen again,
Free rides on the waltzer off the fairground men
For a promise of a snog the last night of the fair—
French kissing as the kiosks shut
Behind the generators with your coconut,
The coloured lights reflected in the Brylcream on his hair.
I want to be fourteen again,
For all the things I didn't know then.
When I was funny, I was famous, I was never ignored,
I was a crazy girl, I had to laugh.
I had Ilya Kuriakin's autograph.
I had no idea you could wake up feeling bored.
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