Lyrics
Well grow old and lose our hair, to sing our prom theme Of, well grow old and lose our hair
here we are at last
Well forget each others names, our keys just out of reach
here we are at last
Its all downhill from there, and dream our dreams
And soon well say goodbye, then well work until we die
Well never be the same, the moment soon will pass
The moment soon will pass, the girls are feeling sick
but tonight well reach for the stars
Here we are at last, the girls are feeling sick, well forget each others names
The girls are feeling sick, and well sing our prom theme, the moment soon will pass
The moment soon will pass, well grow old and lose our hair
the girls are feeling sick
the girls are feeling sick
The girls are feeling sick, were running out of gas Wayne, well rent expensive cars
But tonight well reach for the stars, were running out of gas Wayne, here we are at last
And dream our dreams, and well sing our prom theme Theme, well grow old and lose our hair
well never be the same
well never be the same
well never be the same
well vanish in the haze
Here we are at last, but tonight we feel like stars
Cause were eighteen, and dream our dreams
well never be the same
the air is getting thick
To sing our prom theme, were running out of gas
but tonight well reach for the stars
The girls are feeling sick, well play our air guitars Of, then well work until we die
And well sing our prom theme, well pass out on the beach
our keys just out of reach
Well rent expensive cars, of a perfect night
the air is getting thick
Our keys just out of reach, and well sing our prom theme Theme, our keys just out of reach
Its all downhill from there, of a perfect night
Well grow old and lose our hair, and well sing our prom theme
Here we are at last, the girls are feeling sick
The girls are feeling sick, were running out of gas
Well vanish in the haze, its a perfect night
cause were eighteen
And soon well say goodbye, to sing our prom theme, well grow old and lose our hair
But tonight well reach for the stars, here we are at last Wayne, the air is getting thick
Well never be the same, well play our air guitars
Well grow old and lose our hair, here we are at last, well pass out on the beach
Well rent expensive cars, well forget each others names
And dream our dreams, but tonight well reach for the stars Wayne, well play our air guitars
the girls are feeling sick
To sing our prom theme, well grow old and lose our hair
And soon well say goodbye, well forget each others names
And well sing our prom theme, its all downhill from there
But tonight well reach for the stars, well grow old and lose our hair, the moment soon will pass