Prom Theme

Here we are at last, the moment soon will pa*s 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 pa*s 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