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Foxes is a 1980 American drama film directed by Adrian Lyne and written by Gerald Ayres. The film stars Jodie Foster, Scott Baio, Sally Kellerman, Randy Quaid, and Cherie Currie. The original music score is composed by Giorgio Moroder.
The film was generally ignored at the box office when it was first released in February 1980. At the time of its release the film received a positive review from prominent film critic Roger Ebert, who stated, "The movie's a rare attempt to provide a portrait of the way teen-agers really do live today in some suburban cultures." It was also one of Jodie Foster's last major roles before she took a four-year hiatus from acting to attend Yale University. Foxes was Lyne's film debut as a director. He went on to direct hits such as Flashdance, 9½ Weeks and Fatal Attraction.
A group of four teenage girls in the San Fernando Valley during the late 1970s have the usual problems. Deirdre (Kandice Stroh) is a disco queen who is fascinated by her sexuality, likes boys and has many boyfriend troubles. Madge (Marilyn Kagan) is unhappily overweight and angry that she is a virgin. Her parents are overprotective, and she has an annoying younger sister. Annie (Cherie Currie) is a teenage runaway who drinks and pops pills, and runs away from her abusive father, a policeman. Jeanie (Jodie Foster) has to take care of them, is fighting with her divorced mother, and is yearning for a closer relationship with her distant father, a tour manager for the rock band Angel. It is implied that her mother had her when just a teenager herself.
You come and see me,
when you’re,
all lost at sea,
and I’d like to help you,
but I’ve got to be free because,
I’ve got to get away from your heart,
You think you’re special like,
your old mom’s best china,
Yes you’re half painted,
and you think that no one’s finer,
Oh god, a take me away,
a to your heart,
I am your oxymoron,
messed up lover killer,
‘cause I got to get away from your heart,
I’ve got to get away from you,
I’ve got to get away from your heart,
Help me to see, I’m coming down,
Help me to see,
Help me to see, I’m coming down,
Help me to see
What will you do when there is no more superficial?
When men don’t stare at you and they don’t stop and whistle?
Oh god, a take me away,
a to your heart,
I am your oxymoron,
messed up lover killer,
‘cause I got to get away from your heart,
I’ve got to get away from you,
I’ve got to get away from your heart,
Help me to see, I’m coming down,
Help me to see,
Help me to see, I’m coming down,
Help me to see,