Walkin` on down to the seventh grade dance
And I don`t know what we`re goin` there for
No one`s gonna talk to us
We`ll look really silly just starin` at the gymnasium floor
I`ll wrestle with my two left feet
They`ll point and they`ll stare at what my mom made me wear
And tomorrow I`ll wake up crying and smiling
CHORUS:
Just another day in the suburbs
Where behind every cloud
There`s a big ball of burning sunshine
Hitchin` a ride to the high school dance
And I don`t know what we`re going there for
The girls are so pretty in their shopping mall fashions
And we`re so invisible to them
I feel like I`m in some John Hughes film
Like a dream we`ve all had when you can`t run too fast
And tomorrow we`ll wake up crying and smiling
CHORUS
Drivin` on up to the Hollywood party
And I don`t know what I`m going there for
There`s too many fools and too many rules and dress codes
And I`m one too many people there
They`ll shake hands and grin
Staring at eight-by-tens
They`ll point and they`ll laugh at my photograph
And tomorow they`ll wake up crying and smiling
CHORUS