Saint Etienne Teenage Winter Lyrics
            Amy checks the shopping list
            Pedal bin, washing-up racks, Santex
            And she goes to the baker's to buy a loaf
            Aaaah, she keeps forgetting
            It's changed into the Tropicana Tanning Salon
        
            And in the charity shop, Mrs Brown sits at the counter
            Pricing down some old stock:
            "The Moon's A Balloon", two copies of "Every Loser Wins"
            "Noel's Blobbyland" (deluxe edition)
            There's not much left on the doorstep recently
            Something to do with eBay, Johnny reckons
            He's bidding on it now
            For a Subbuteo catalogue 81-82
            He'll win it, put it in a drawer and forget he ever bought it
        
            Holding on to something
            And not knowing exactly what you're waiting for
        
            Now, teenage winter's coming down
            Teenage winter throws a gown
            Over every place I've been
            And every little dream, forever
        
            Phone rings in Gary's flat
            (can I speak to Mr G Stead, please?)
            He hangs up and takes Tony the milk
            See you in the 'Hat & Fan' at 7?
            Gary can't believe the Claremont Road pitch
            Is going to be covered in executive housing
            He talks about the Newcastle game, Bontcho's debut but Tony can hardly hear him
            They took the jukebox out
            And the Aussie barstaff are playing the Red Hot Chili Peppers
            He tells 'em what he thinks, he manages to keep it clean
            He buys another round
        
            Holding on to something
            And not knowing exactly what you're waiting for
        
            Now, teenage winter's coming down
            Teenage winter throws a gown
            Over every place I've been
            And every little dream, forever
        
            Mums with pushchairs outside Sainsbury's With tears in their eyes
            They'll never buy a Gibb Brothers record again
            Their old 45's gathering dust
            With the birthday cards they couldn't face throwing away
        
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