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