„Cecilia“ erinnert ein bisschen an „Our Song“ von Tom & Jerry, oder? Hat halt ’nen 50er Vibe.
Manchmal frage ich mich, ob Paul und Art Zeilen wie diese geschrieben hätten (damals ja offenbar noch gemeinsam), wenn sie einige Jahrzehnte später Teenager gewesen wären:
There’s always somebody taller with more of a wit
And he’s equipped to enthrall her and her friends think he’s fit
And you just can’t measure up though, you don’t have a prayer
Wishing that you’d made the most of her when she was there
They’ve got engaged, there’s no intention of a wedding
He’s pinched your bird and he’d probably kick your head in
Bigger boys and stolen sweethearts
Oh, you’re better off without her anyway
You said you wasn’t sad to see her go
Yeah, but I know you were though
…
Yeah, but I’m only pretending, you know
I was only pretending, you know ♡
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Dirty, dirty feet from the concert in the grass / I wanted to believe that freedom there could last (Willy Mason)