Walking on down to the seventh grade dance And I don't know what we're going there for No one's gonna talk to us, we'll look real silly Staring at the gymnasium floor I'll wrestle the beat With my two left feet They'll laugh and they'll stare At what my mom made me wear Tomorrow I'll wake up Crying and smiling It's just another day in the suburbs Where behind every cloud there's a big ball of burning sunshine Sometimes Hitching a ride to the high school dance And I don't know what we're going there for The girls are so pretty in their shopping mall fashions And we're so invisible to them I feel like I'm in Some John Hughes film Like a dream we've all had Where you can't run too fast Tomorrow we'll wake up Crying and smiling Driving on up to the Hollywood party I dunno what I'm going there for There's too many fools and too many rules And dress codes, and I'm one too many people there They'll shake and they'll grin Sharing 8 by 10's They'll point and they'll laugh At my photograph Tomorrow they'll wake up Crying and smiling...