Went down to the dance
Sat down by the wall
Invited to dance
By no one at all

The couples danced fine
So charming an' [bad word] But nobody wants
Look over my way

So awfully sad
Dissatisfied
And hurt so bad
I almost cried
Imagine my [bad word] with no
Invitation to dance

-Head high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella, the woman and above,
 who likes what they see?-

-And then in my ear
Someone said to me
Wallflower, my dear, [bad word] you cant see
They couldn't care less
They're not impressed
As you might guessed
You're in excess-

Imagine my [bad word] with no
Invitation to dance

I smiled to the crowd
-Tip toe and alert-
Yes the band blues went loud
But next on a flirt

-voice said to me
Wallflower, my dear
You're sweet as can be
But [bad word] you're here
They couldn't care less
About your dress
You're in a mess
And in excess-

Imagine my [bad word] with no
Invitation to dance