Blue Barbie rings and four spastic teens
all packed air tight into a rental limousine
with rad ass vintage tuxes and doofy poofy dresses
trying to plaster down the girls new hair tresses
and trying to uphold tradition while putting a new spin on things
and blushing and hiding the fact they hope to find a new fling
a new mini fridge stuffed with camo'd alcohol
and praying when he spike the punch no one will notice at all
strutting under the archway to begin the senior walk
while the Jr.s and their date sit and gossip and gawk
leaving and lusting and sipping forbidden Bacardi
but slumber was the only true after party
