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   Crying and smiling...