1975 lyrics by Tatyana Galan
It was 1975 when I met this guy outside
At Wintermoon Avenue at night
He was walking passed his bike
Holding a kite, ready to fly
So I got my peach basket hat and went along
And wrote this song
I can be your Mrs.
I’ll make you some breakfast
You can be my Mr.
We can be together
I can make you coffee
Even add some sugar
Make some scrambled eggs if you like
‘Cuz you are my 1975
You are mine
It was a Sunday morning when you called me up
On my rotary telephone
Twirling on the wires
I never get tired
Oh how I admire
I used to write a lot of poems for you
Like roses are red and violets are blue
We used to go to the fair and you would get me a bear
I hold your hand ‘cuz you’re a great man
I can be your Mrs.
I’ll make you some breakfast
You can be my Mr.
We can be together
I can make you coffee
Even add some sugar
Make some scrambled eggs if you like
‘Cuz you are my 1975
You are mine
‘Cuz you
1975