Dm F G
I was deprived of a young girl's dream ,
F Dm C
by the cruel force of nature from the blue.
Instead of a night
full of romance surrene,
F Am G
all i got was a runny nose and agiatic flu.
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It's raining on prom night.
My hair is a mess,
my taffeta dress,
it's wilting and quilting,
on my maiden form.
And mascara flows all down my nose
because of the storm
Em F C
I don't even have my corsage
F Am Dm G
It fell down a sewer with my sisters ID
C Am F G x2
Guess it's raining on prom night.
Oh my darling what can i do?
I miss you.
It's raining rain from the skies,
and it's raining real tears from my eyes,
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Oh dear god, make him feel the same way i do right now.
Make him want to see me again.
Oh what can I do.
It's raining rain from the skies
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it's raining tears from my eyes over you
tears from my eyes over you
raining on prom night