Sadie Hawkins dance, in my khaki pants.
There's noting better.
The girls ask the guys.
It's always a surprise.
There's nothing better.
Baby, do you like my sweater?
Sitting in the back of my next class napping.
Got up, gave a speech, then bowed to the clapping.
Told a funny joke got the whole class laughing.
Think I got a tan from the light in which I was basking.
Scan the cafeteria for some good seating.
I found a good spot by the cheerleaders eating.
The quarterback asked me if I'd like a beating.
I said "That's one thing I won't be needing."
And since I'm rather smart and cunning,
I took off down the next hall running.
Only to get stopped by a girl so stunning
(only to get stopped by a girl so stunning?).
She said "You're smooth, and good with talking.
You're going with me to the Sadie Hawkins."
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