Your story sad to tell
A teenage ne'er do well
Most mixed up, non-delinquent 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
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Beauty school drop-out
No graduation day for you
Beauty school drop-out
Missed your midterms and flunked shampoo
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 moving (better get movin')
Why keep your feeble hopes alive?
What are you proving? (What are you provin'?)
You've got the dream, but not the drive
If you go for your diploma
You could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb
And go back to high school
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
It's about time you knew the score
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 (don't sweat it)
You're not cut out to hold a job
Better forget it (forget it)
Who wants their hair done by a slob?
Now your bangs are curled
Your lashes whirled
But still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face
And go back to high school
Baby, don't blow it
Don't put my good advice to shame
Baby, you know it
Even Dear Abby'd say the same
Now I've called the shot
Get off the pot
I really gotta fly
Gotta be going to that
Malt shop, in the sky
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Go back to high school
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Go back to high school
Beauty school drop-out (beauty school drop-out)
Go back to high school
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