Walking on down to the seventh grade dance
And I don´t know what we´re going there for
No one´s gonna talk to us, we´ll look real silly
Staring at the gymnasium floor

I´ll wrestle the beat
With my two left feet
They´ll laugh and they´ll stare
At what my mom made me wear
Tomorrow I´ll wake up
Crying and smiling

It´s just another day in the suburbs
Where behind every cloud there´s a big ball of burning sunshine
Sometimes

Hitching 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
Where you can´t run too fast
Tomorrow we´ll wake up
Crying and smiling

Driving on up to the Hollywood party
I dunno 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 and they´ll grin
Sharing 8 by 10´s
They´ll point and they´ll laugh
At my photograph
Tomorrow they´ll wake up
Crying and smiling...