Prom Theme

Here we are at last, the moment soon will pass
We'll go our separate ways, we'll vanish in the haze
We'll never be the same, we'll forget each other's names
We'll grow old and lose our hair, it's all downhill from there

But tonight we'll reach for the stars
We'll rent expensive cars
And dream our dreams of a perfect night
And we'll sing our prom theme

Here we are at last, we're running out of gas
The air is getting thick, the girls are feeling sick
We'll pass out on the beach, our keys just out of reach
And soon we'll say goodbye, then we'll work until we die

But tonight we feel like we're stars
We'll play our air guitars
'Cause we're eighteen
It's a perfect night to sing our prom theme