Victoria Wood's "Fourteen Again" seems to have been a major inspiration for this 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.
Victoria Wood's "Fourteen Again" seems to have been a major inspiration for this song:
I want to be fourteen again, When sex was just called number ten,
Boys were for love, girls were for fun. You burst out laughing if you saw a nun.
I want to be fourteen again, Tattoo my self with a fountain pen,
Chuck my school hat in a bush, Spit on my mascara brush,
I want to be fourteen again, Free rides on the waltzer off the fairground men
French kissing as the kiosks shut Behind the generators with your coconut,
I want to be fourteen again, For all the things I didn't know then.
I was a crazy girl, I had to laugh. I had Ilya Kuriakin's autograph.