| That ′82 Corolla, ain’t a long, white limousine
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| And showing up with me, ain′t how she’d seen it in her dreams
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| One last deep breath, as she opened up the door
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| And with that first step, across that old-gym floor
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| Every eye was on her
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| In that high school crowd
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| Staring at that blue velvet dress
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| That grandma let out
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| Sometimes some people find the strength inside the small, and carry on
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| Just like my mom
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| Pregnant at the Prom
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| Gossip is the gospel
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| In a town that small
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| Rumors danced around the floor
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| Like lights from the mirror ball
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| That was the first time
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| W had our picture made
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| We stayd and danced
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| 'Til the last song played
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| And every eye was on her
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| In that high school crowd
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| Staring at that blue velvet dress
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| That grandma let out
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| Sometimes some people find the strength inside the small, and carry on
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| Just like my mom
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| Pregnant at the Prom
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| Sometimes some people find the strength inside the small, and carry on
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| Just like my mom
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| Pregnant at the Prom
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| Pregnant at the Prom |