Lyrics:

Your story's 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 smile ...

Dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum
Da-da-da-dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum

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 movin' (better get moving)
Why keep your feeble hopes alive
What are you provin' (what are you proving)?
You've got the dream, but not the dri-ive
If you go for your diploma, you could join a steno pool
Turn in your teasin' comb and go back to highschool

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-ore
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 the job
Better forget it (forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob
Now your bangs are curled, your lashes twirled
And still the world is cruel
Wipe off that angel face and go back to highschool

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 goin' to that maltshop in the sky

Beauty school drop-out