It's Raining On Prom Night

I was deprived of a young girl's dream By the cruel force of nature from the blue Instead of a night full of romance supreme All I got was a running nose and Aegeatic flu It's raining on prom night, my hair is a mess It's running all over my taffeta dress It's wilting the quilting in my maiden form And mascara flows right down my nose because of the storm I don't even have a corsage, oh gee It fell down a sewer with my sister's ID (talking) Yes, it's raining on prom night. Oh my darling, what can I do? I miss you. It's raining real rain from the skies