Pink Ladies Unite!

WE should go to teh FRosty Palace soon!

hahah can we bust out a song?

Dooooddooo..

Beauty Schoool Drop out........

Before I was born late one night,
My Papa said everything's alright
The doctor paid, mama laid down,
With a semitone bouncing all around
Mama gave birth to the hand-jive

I could barely walk when I milked a cow
When I was three, I pushed a plough
While chopping wood I move my legs,
And I started to dance as I gathered eggs
Townfolk clapped, I was only five
I'll dance 'em all
'He's born to hand-jive!'

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - everybody!

Born to hand-jive, baby,
Born to hand-jive baby- yeah!

How low can you go,
how low can you go,
how low can you go,
how low can you go?

Higher, higher, higher and higher
Now can you hand-jive, baby,
Oh can you hand-jive, baby?
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah,
Born to hand-jive, oh yeah!

Your story sad to tell,
A teenage ne'er do well,
Most mixed up non-delinquent on the block.

Your future's so unclear now,
What's left of your career now?
Can't even get a trade in on your smile.
Beauty school dropout,
No graduation day for you.
Beauty school dropout,
Missed your mid-terms and flunked shampoo.
Well at least you could have taken time,
To wash and clean your clothes up.
After spending all that dough,
To have the doctor fix your nose up.

Baby get movin,
(Better get movin)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you provin?
(What are you provin)
You've got the dream but not the drive.

If you go for your diploma you could join the steno pool.
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to high school!

Beauty school dropout,
(Beauty school dropout)
Hanging around the corner store.
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
It's about time you knew the score.

Well they couldn't teach you anything,
You think you're such a looker.
But no customer will go to you,
Unless she was a hooker!

Baby don't sweat it.
(Don't sweat it)
You're not cut out to hold a job.
Better forget it,
(Forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled,
Your lashes twirled,
But still the world is cruel,
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school.

Baby don't blow it,
Don't put my good advice to shame!
Baby you know it,
Even dear Abby'd say the same!

Now I've called the shot,
Get off the pot,
I really gotta fly,
Gotta be going to that malt shop in the sky.

*fades*
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout
(Beauty school dropout)
Go back to high school

BRUSHA BRUSHA BRUUUSHA....WITH THE NEW something something....BRUSHA BRUSHA BRUUSSHAA..IT'S HEALTHY FOR YOUR TEEETH.