1987

Do you remember the colors on the sneakers
The pencils in the cassettes
I rewind, do you remember
All those dreams full of floppy disks
In Paris, it was like the States
1987

There are certain days when I grab my skateboard
And I go for a ride in 1987
There are certain days in which I dive
And I'm back in 1987
You know of all those days, there's nothing I regret
But sometimes I go back to 1987, in '87

Do you remember
The tracksuits and the bangs
Sabrina and 7 on 7
In the kitchen, it was nothing
But 12 months on the planet
The USSR, INXS
We sang I want your sex

There are certain days when I grab my skateboard
And I go for a ride in 1987
There are certain days in which I dive
And I'm back in 1987
You know of all those days, there's nothing I regret
But sometimes I go back to 1987, in '87

You'll see that one day a song in your head
You'll have your own 1987
You'll see that one day a song in your head
You'll have your own 1987
That's all I wish for you
You'll have your own 1987
That's all I wish for you
You'll have your own 1987
That's all I wish for you
You'll have your own 1987
Do you remember