Song | Seventh Grade Dance |
Artist | Smash Mouth |
Album | Get The Picture |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Camp | |
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 |
zuo ci : Camp | |
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 |
zuò cí : Camp | |
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 |