Beauty School Dropout.kar

ALL rights reserved. Not for broadcastor
transmission of any kind.
DO NOT DUPLICATE. NOT FOR RENTAL.

Your story's sad to tell,
a teenage ne'er-do-well,
most mixed-up nondelinquent 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 smock.
Ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya ya,
ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya ya.

Ya ya ya ya ya ya, ya ya ya ya ya ya,
ya ya ya ya ya ya ya!
Beauty school dropout,

no graduation day for you-ou.
Beauty school dropout,
missed your midterms and flunked sham

poo-oo.
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',
why keep your feeble hopes ali-i-ive?
What are you provin'?

You got the dream, but not the dri-ive.
If you go for your diploma,
you could join a steno pool;

turn in your teasing comb
and go back to high school.
Beauty school dropout,

hangin' around the corner store.
Beauty school dropout,
it's about time you knew the sco-ore.

Well, they couldn't teach you anything,
you think you're such a looker,
but no customer would go to you

unless she was a hooker.
Baby, don't sweat it,
you're not cut out to hold a jo-o-ob.

Better forget it,
who wants their hair done by a slo-ob?
Now, your bangs are curled,

your lashes twirled,
but still the world is cruel.
Wipe off that angel face

and go back to hi-igh school.
You will.