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