Dave’s got a tux and he’s got a headache, week of the prom (with no prom date). I’m happily taken so I can’t relate much, but I’ve seen his list and I see why this sucks…
can’t decide…running out of time…
-Allie’s drop dead gorgeous, it’s a shame she hates my guts.
-Molly makes my heart sing, but as they say, she’s nucking futs.
-I’d love to ask Mireille to dance, but in a week she’s back in France.
-I’d whisper sweet nothings into Julie’s ear (if her boyfriend wasn’t here)
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.
-Jenny and Melissa would both be a lot more fun if Jen were ever sober and I ever saw Melissa drunk.
-That girl looks nice, I’d like to meet her…oh god she’s a student teacher.
-Suzie’s hot, but her dad owns a Glock and says she can’t be out past eight o’clock.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.
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