I'm already in the seventh grade
And I'm the only kid who hasn't gotten laid
Tonight, I'm lonely
Because the girl I like doesn't like me
Tonight, there's a dance in the gym
With a DJ playing songs the kids suggested to him
The boys have taken off their ties
And the girls aren't wearing any shoes
It's time to send all the children home
To wait outside where a few boys have alcohol
And cigarettes that they don't know how to inhale
But it's best because they're so old they're gotten stale
The backseat of your brother's car
Groping and hoping to go all the way
With one hand touching her chest
And the other inside her dress
The way in the morning the winter air smells
The smile on your face that tells
"How good life can be!
How so few of us can be happy!"