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Look At Me, I'm Sandra Dee
Sung by: Stockard Channing
Look at me I'm Sandra Dee
Lousy with virginity
Won't go to bed till I'm legally wed
I can't I'm Sandra Dee
Watch it! Hey, I'm Doris Day
I was not brought up that way
Won't come across even Rock Hudson lost
His heart to Doris Day
I don't drink I swear
I don't rat my hair
I get ill from one cigarette
Keep your filthy paws off my silky drawers
Would you pull that crap with Annette?
As for you Troy Donahue
I know what you wanna do
You've got your crust I'm no object of lust
I'm just plain Sandra Dee
Elvis, Elvis, let me be
Keep that pelvis far from me
Just keep your cool now your starting to drool
Hey, Fongool, I'm Sandra Dee!
There Are Worse Things I Could Do
Sung by: Stockard Channing
There are worse things I could do
Than go with a boy or two
Even though the neighborhood
Thinks I'm trashy and no good
I suppose it could be true
But there are worse things I could do
I could flirt with all the guys
Smile at them and bat my eyes
Press against them when we dance
Make them think they stand a chance
Then refuse to see it through
That's a thing I'd never do
I could stay home every night
Wait around for Mr. Right
Take cold showers every day
And throw my life away
On a dream that won't come true
I could hurt someone like me
Out of spite or jealousy
I don't steal and I don't lie
But I can feel and I can cry
A fact I'll bet you never knew
But to cry in front of you
That's the worst thing I could do
Its Raining On Prom Night
Sung by Cindy Bullens
I was deprived of a young girl's dream
By the cruel force of nature from the blue
Instead of a night full of romance supreme
All I got was a running nose and Aegeatic flu
It's raining on prom night, my hair is a mess
It's running all over my taffeta dress
It's wilting the quilting on my maiden form
And mascara flows right down my nose, because of the storm
I don't even have my corsage, oh gee
It fell down a sewer with my sister's ID
(Spoken)
Yes, it's raining on prom night, oh my darling, what can I do? I miss you
It's raining rain from the skies
And it's raining real tears from my eyes, over you
Oh dear God, make him feel the same way I do rigt now
Make him want to see me again - oh what can I do
It's raining rain from the skies, it's raining tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh raining on prom night
Ooh raining, ooh tears from my eyes over you
Ooh raining, ooh raining on prom night...
Beauty School Dropout
Sung by Frankie Avalon
Your story sad to tell
A teenage ne'er do well
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block
Your futures so unclear now
What's left of your career now
Can't even get a trade in on your smock
Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
Missed your mid-terms and flunked shampoo
Well at least you could have taken time to wash and clean your clothes up
After spending all that dough to have the doctor fix you nose up
Baby get moving (Better get movin)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you proving (What are you provin)
You've got the dream but not the drive
If you go for your diploma you could join the steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Hanging around the corner store
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
It's about time you knew the score
Well they couldn't teach you anything you think you're such a looker
But no customer would go to you unless she was a hooker
Baby don't sweat it (Don't sweat it)
You're not cut out to hold a job
Better forget it (Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?
Now your bangs are curled your lashes twirled but still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school
Baby don't blow it
Don't put my good advice to shame
Baby you know it
Even Dear Abby'd say the same
Now I've called the shot, get off the pot, I really gotta fly
Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
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