The notes we passed in Science class
Were about the girls we'd like to ask
To the Blue Light in Sale
Where rough kids from the local tech
With love bites all around their necks
Danced with air guitars as Chisel played
She wore a denim skirt and blue eye shadow
In heels, too high to walk
He smelled of UDLs and Peter Jacksons
They wore acid wash
I had this one girl in my sights
An angel smoking Alpine Lights
Swaying to Katrina and the Waves
But I knew I never had a chance
With the Molly Ringwald of the dance
When I saw her in a corner pashing Shane
She wore a denim skirt and blue eye shadow
In heels, too high to walk
He smelled of UDLs and Peter Jacksons
They wore acid wash
I've lived long enough to say
Time makes a joke of all your pain
You might love something today
But fashion and the things you love can change
Some people's childhood memories
Age like old photography
Some black and white, some faded in the sun
And some are tainted, sepia
Some exposed to moisture
My teen years are denim-acid-washed
She wore a denim skirt and blue eye shadow
In heels, too high to walk
He smelled of UDLs and Peter Jacksons
They wore acid wash
He liked Van Halen and songs by the Angels
Am I Ever Gonna See Your Face Again?
She liked Madonna, Brut 33
And boys in acid wash