Prom night is like the pockets of a tux
All sewn up, nothing on the inside
Disillusioned youth in flux
Buy your dream night, hope it's in your size
Pose for pictures, smile with your teeth
Is anybody here having fun yet?
Just when I think I'm ready to leave
Tie me to the mast: here comes a siren
Please don't mistake this for an attack
I just wrenched that knife from my aching back
My date's out dancing with other guys
Come on, girl, you want to give this a try?
What's the worst that could happen?
We both go home not quite relaxing?
This could be the best night of our lives
Oh these thoughts will get me barred from heaven
I can't pull off a dress, but man it works for you
Every time you touch my arm I stiffen
Do you wanna dance? Oh man I hope ya do
Please don't think I got off track
I just wrenched that knife from my bloody back
Bridget's out dancing with Tyler and Steve
I can dance with YOU girl! I'm not Chris Reeve
What's the worse that could happen if we try?
Neither you nor I would go home dry?
This could be the best night of our lives
(Solo)
I sit by myself, drinking my tea
You come over and you speak just to me
You suggest that we give this prom a whirl
I'm not sure that's such a good plan, girl
Can't you see that I'm a total freak?
An obnoxious, phony red-haired geek?
I've wanted you since freshman year
My head is there but baby you are standing here
I keep telling myself you're taken
I want you bad, honey, I'm not faking
You'd make this the best night of my life