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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

Angels
La, lala, la, lala, la, lala, la
La, lala, la, lala
La, lala, la, lala
La, lala, la, lala
La

Verse 1: Frankie Avalon Angels
Beauty school dropout
No graduation day for you
Beauty school dropout
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

Verse 2: Frankie Avalon Angels
Beauty school dropout Beauty school dropout
Hangin' around the corner store
Beauty school dropout Beauty school dropout
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

Verse 3: Frankie Avalon
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

Outro: Frankie Avalon Angels
Beauty school dropout Beauty school dropout
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout Beauty school dropout
Go back to high school
Beauty school dropout Beauty school dropout
Go back to high school