I was deprived of a young girl's dream
By the cruel force of nature from the blue
Instead of a night full of romance supreme
All I got was a running nose and Asiatic flu

It's raining on prom night, my hair is a mess
It's running all over my taffeta dress
It's wilting the quilting on my maiden form
And mascara flows right down my nose
Because of the storm

I don't even have my corsage, oh gee
It fell down a sewer with my sister's ID

Yes, 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, over you
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)

Oh, what can I do
It's raining rain from the skies
It's raining tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining, ooh, raining on prom night
Ooh raining, ooh, tears from my eyes over you
Raining

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): Jim Jacobs, Warren Casey