(Frankie Avalon)



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



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 moving (better get moving), why keep your feeble hopes alive

What are you proving (what are you proving)?

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 highschool


Beauty school drop-out, hangin' around the corner store

Beauty school drop-out, 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 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's 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, go back to highschool

Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool

Beauty school drop-out, go back to highschool