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Prom 2004
Elegant gowns, up-dos looking so nice
Lads in tuxes, vests and bow ties
With a pair of cufflinks, formal reprise
The night goes on, the music still plays
We'll go from hellos to saying goodbyes
Dusk draws itself to a close
Giving us our starry night skies
Everything remains exquisite
To give us our last nightly highs
Then the clock will strike twelve
I'll be the only "tuxed" one
To have a storm of repressed feelings
Hit me so hard at twelve o' one
*smack*....thats for 12:01. because i actually can't hit you at 1201 because i'll be sleeping or partying...either way....lets not get all drama queen tonight.