Come all to the the junior/senior prom The biggest occasion Of the year And now the time was here All the girls were going They all had a date But what about Jane What about Plain Jane She wasn't pretty Kids made fun of her But she was gentle as a kittens purr Still she Had to feel the pain When they called her name Plain Jane Poor Plain Jane Oh how she wanted to go to the prom But no one would ask Plain Jane Poor little girl Living in a cold cold world And lonely she was lonely as could be But then the phone rang Someone asked for Jane Tears began to flow like rain But they were tears of joy The call was from a boy Asking Jane to the prom Plain Jane was going to the prom She was all excited Couldn't wait Going on her very first date Spent the whole day getting dressed Had to look her very best But now its half past eight Guess her dates gonna be late Meanwhile at the prom Everyone was laughing 'bout the trick they'd played And the boy who'd made the call He was laughing loudest of all But their joy turned to tears instead When the morning paper said a girl was dead Too much pain for a girl with a name Plain Jane Just too much pain for girl with a name Plain Jane Written by: Mark Charron
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