Junior Prom Songtext

von Vaughn Monroe

Come on out, come on down
Are you in or are you out?
Fourty dollars in the bank
Make it last, make it count
We'll carry shops and pay some bills
Find some cheap illegal thrills
Cause we can't get home tonight
Wherever we end up we'll be fine
When there's nothing left to prove
We'll be soaking up the sun
And the panormic blues
While they say it's getting late
So while were young
Tomorrow can wait
Give it up, give it out
Now you're slumming with the saints
Breaking hearts and saying yeah
Some will come, most will go
Love is heaven, so is you
Want some existential truth
If it all comes crashing down
Made a lost that always found
When there's nothing left to prove
We'll be soaking up the sun
And the panormic blues
While they say it's getting late
So while were young
Tomorrow can wait
We'll go on, we'll get by
Shut down the bay, you and I
It's not late
It's not far
For we can't stay here
No, we can't stay here no more
When there's nothing left to prove
We'll be soaking up the sun
And the panormic blues
While they say it's getting late
So while were young
Tomorrow can wait
While were young
Tomorrow can wait for