Grease

It's Raining On Prom Night
I was deprived of a young girl's dreamBy the cruel force of nature from the blueInstead of a night full of romance supremeAll I got was a running nose and Asiatic fluIt's raining on prom night, my hair is a messIt's running all over my taffeta dressIt's wilting the quilting on my maiden formAnd mascara flows right down my nose, because of the stormI don't even have my corsage, oh geeIt fell down a sewer with my sister's IDYes, it's raining on prom night, oh my darling, what can I do? I missyouIt's raining rain from the skiesAnd it's raining real tears from my eyes, over youOh dear God, make him feel the same way I do right nowMake him want to see me again - oh what can I doIt's raining rain from the skies, it's raining tears from my eyes overyouRaining, ooh tears from my eyes over youRaining, ooh raining on prom nightOoh raining, ooh tears from my eyes over youOoh raining, ooh raining on prom night... Aus Songtexte Mania