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