i was deprived of a young girls dream. by the cruel force of nature from the blue.
instead of a night full of romance supreme, all i got was a runny nose and agiatic flu.
it's raining on prom night. my head 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 the sewer with my sister's id.
yes it's rainging on prom night. oh my darling what can i do? i miss you.
it'srainging rain from the skies. and it's raining real tears from mt eyes, over you.
oh dear God make him feel the same way i do right 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!
ooohhh
tears from my eyes
over you, raining
oohh
raining on prom night.