Song: Prom So Hard
Album: Fast Times At Trillmont High
Artist: Toussaint Morrison
Written by Toussaint Morrison
Released June 18, 2013
ref: http://toussaintmorrison.bandcamp.com/track/prom-so-hard
Baby, it goes la-la-la-la
We’ll make it even if my Honda stalls
Break out your new camera
We’ll post pics before we go to the ball
Black tux, all white limousine
Upstagin’ New Year’s Eve
Fashionably late, but we’re still in first
I’m feelin’ like Thanos, I’m on top’a the universe
My date: 11.5-ish
Plus she got the super-villain status
Homie, step your red-carpet game up
Everybody’s got their phazers set to stun
On my suit-and-tie shit, goin’ hard in the rental
Ooooh, and about to top-rock in these dress shoes
Bboy in the middle of this dance circle
Girl, we got the ride all night- what curfew
No rules, anything goes
Got a hotel room and some clean clothes
Bring it in for the real thing. We made it.
A toast to the good life after graduation
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Chorus
Midnight and you right next to me
So close that I can’t hardly wait
We’re gonna get down
Rocksteady
No school to tell us we’re ready
We’re gonna get down
With the ceiling
No law to tell us where to fit in
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Look who decided to show up
Ten sheets to the wind, already toe up
Them varsity blues turned to hard in the booze
And now the football squad’s doin’ the electric boogaloo
During the slow dance, baby, let’s go dance
Fresh just emptied out a second whole flask
In the punch bowl, a hundo proof of Dope Fresh
About to blow the sober lid off’a this program- whoa
It’s too late to go back,
It’s a quarter past H.A.M. and about to go rad
Glee club, math team, brougham
We assemble like avengers, but we only know bad
Man, I’m so Deion
Even my girl corsage neon
You see them bright blues, pinks and greens on
Shinin’ like Miami nights, who needs dawn
Vice City, bitch- Vice- Vice City, bitch
Shake that dress, girl, like you didn’t pay for it
These are fast times, and we celebratin’ it
Whether you breakin’ bad, or breakin’ bread
Chorus
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Bridge
Vice City, bitch- Vice- Vice City, bitch
Shake that dress, girl, like you didn’t pay for it…
Prom so hard that my tux might forfeit…
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Chorus
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