Camera Obscura Eighties Fan Lyrics

Eighties Fan Lyrics

Eighties fan



You know it really wont surprise me

If you're a wreck by the age of fourteen

The way you look

The way you look is fine



So often colour coordinated

your sister she's an Eighties fan

But that's alright

Have I told you so is mine



You say your life will be the death of you

Tell me, do you wash your hair in honey dew?

And long for all of them to fall in love with you

But they never do



Drinking vodka on the fly

Your mother has a watchful eye

So look out kid

She's onto you this time



Run away to a bed and breakfast

Console yourself with the Reader's Digest

Ringing the Yellow Pages all alone



You say your life will be the death of you

Tell me, do you wash your hair in honey dew?

And long for all of them to fall in love with you

But they never do

No they never do



I'm gonna tell you something good about yourself

I'll say it now and I'll never say it about no one else



I'm gonna tell you something good about yourself

I'll say it now and I'll never say it about no one else

About no one else