1985 (Original Version)

Debbie just hit the wall
She never had it all
One Prozac a day
Husband's a CPA

Her dreams went out the door
When she turned twenty four
Only been with one man
What happened to her plans

She was gonna be an actress
She was gonna be a star
She was gonna shake that ass
On the hood of Whitesnake's car
Now her SUV has become the enemy
Looks at her average life
Nothing has been alright

Since Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U Two and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With Nineteen, nineteen, nineteen eighty five
(Nineteen eighty five)

She's seen all the classics
At least a hundred times;
Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink
Fast Times at Ridgemont High
She rocked out to Wham!
Not a big Limp Bizkit fan
Never knew George was gay; hoped they'd hook up one day

Where's her fairytale?
Where's her dream?
Where's the quarterback from her high school football team?
Where's her fairytale?
Where's her dream?
How many times will she ask herself "What happened to me?"
Ask herself "What happened?"
(The rubber broke!)

When Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U two and Blondie
And music still on MTV

Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With Nineteen, nineteen, nineteen eighty five

She hates time
Make it stop
When did Mötley Crüe become Classic Rock
She hates time
Make it stop
She hates time
Make it, make it, make it, make it, make it, make it STOP!

Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U Two and Blondie
And music still on MTV

Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With Nineteen eighty five

Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U Two and Blondie
And music still on MTV

Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she's uncool
'Cause she's still preoccupied
With Nineteen, nineteen, nineteen eighty five



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Writer(s): Mitchell Allan Scherr, Jaret Ray Reddick, John Lowe Kenneth Allen
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