| I was deprived of a young girl’s dream
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| By the cruel force of nature from the blue
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| Instead of a night full of romance serene
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| All I got was a runny nose and Asiatic flu
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| It’s raining on prom night, my hair is a mess
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| It’s running all over my taffeta dress
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| It’s wilting the quilting on my Maidenform
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| And mascara flows right down my nose because of the storm
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| I don’t even have my corsage, oh gee
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| It fell down a sewer with my sister’s ID
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| Yes, it’s raining on prom night
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| Oh my darling, what can I do?
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| I miss you
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| It’s raining rain from the skies
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| And it’s raining real tears from my eyes, over you
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| Oh dear God, make him feel the same way I do right now
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| Make him want to see me again (It's raining on prom night)
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| Oh, what can I do? |
| (Oh, what can I do?)
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| It’s raining rain from the skies
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| It’s raining tears from my eyes over you
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| Raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
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| Raining, ooh, raining on prom night
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| Ooh, raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
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| Ooh, raining, ooh, raining on prom night |