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Musical: Zombie Prom
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EDDIE: (entering) DELILAH STRICT...! MISS STRICT: Oh God, not you again.... EDDIE: YOU'RE LOOKING SCRUMPTIOUS TONIGHT.... (She walks over to him. Then slaps him. Hard.) MISS STRICT: ARE YOU SATISFIED, FLAGRANTE? HAVE YOU GOT WHAT YOU DESIRED? YOU'RE DESTROYING ALL I'VE WORKED FOR WITH THIS FRENZY YOU'VE INSPIRED! EDDIE: AIN'T IT FUNNY HOW THINGS HAPPEN? CAN THIS REALLY BE BY CHANCE? AFTER ALL THE TIME GONE BY... ...WE FIN'LLY MADE IT TO THE DANCE. MISS STRICT: Too little, too late, Flagrante! EDDIE: You know I do believe the last time we were together was in a high school, very much like this. MISS STRICT: Correction. The last time we were together was in the back seat of your father's Studebaker. You were such a bad boy... EDDIE: And you were such a good girl -- on the outside. But I always knew there was a blazing inferno beneath the icy exterior. One day you were bound to melt, and when you did, I wanted to be there to lick up the puddle... I ENJOYED THE CONSTANT BATTLES, THOUGH THE ODDS WERE NONE TO SLIM. AND I STILL RECALL THOSE TUSSLES 'NEATH THE BLEACHERS IN THE GYM. ALL THE STEAM... ALL THE SWEAT... MISS STRICT: THERE ARE SOME THINGS WE'D BE BETTER TO FORGET.... EDDIE: DO YOU REMEMBER FRENCH CLASS, MON CHER? MISS STRICT: YES, I RECALL THAT FRENCH CLASS AFFAIR. EDDIE: OH, TO BE WILD AND YOUNG. MISS STRICT: EXPLORING A FOREIGN TONGUE. EDDIE: I LEFT EV'RY DAY FROM FRENCH CLASS MORE CERTAIN THAN BEFORE, THAT UNDER YOUR JE NE SAIS QUOI -- I'D FIND L'AMOUR! TELL ME MY LOVE, DOES GLEE CLUB RING A BELL? MISS STRICT: YES, I REMEMBER GLEE CLUB, TOO WELL. EDDIE: REASON GAVE WAY TO RHYME. MISS STRICT: RAPTURE IN FOUR/FOUR TIME. EDDIE: THERE IN THE HEAT OF GLEE CLUB, PASSIONS WERE EXPRESSED. FOR MUSIC, IT NEVER QUITE SOOTHED -- YOUR SAVAGE BREAST! EXPOSE', MY LOVE, EXPOSE'. I REMEMBER IT WELL; IT WAS HEAVEN AND HELL, THE GAMES THAT WE'D PLAY. EXPOSE', MY LOVE, EXPOSE'. MISS STRICT: YOU TORE ME APART. EDDIE: YOU STOMPED ON MY HEART. BOTH: THEN CAST ME AWAY. EXPOSE'! EDDIE: THEN CAME THE JOYS OF ART CLASS AT NOON. MISS STRICT: JUST HEARING YOU SPEAK OF ART CLASS, I SWOOOOOON. EDDIE: THERE WE KNEW NO RESTRAINTS. MISS STRICT: DRIPPING IN TEMP'RA PAINTS. EDDIE: SURROUNDED BY WORKS ROMANTIC, SECRETS WERE DISCLOSED. LEAVING YOUR FEELINGS STRIPPED BARE -- AND YOU EXPOSED! MISS STRICT: YOU LIKED TO NECK DURING FOOTBALL GAMES. EDDIE: ONE LITTLE PASS AND YOU'D BLUSH. MISS STRICT: YOU TRIED SO HARD FOR A TOUCHDOWN. EDDIE: YOU LONGED FOR THE OFFENSIVE RUSH. BOTH: AND OH, THE EXCITEMENT, THE THRILL OF THE SCENE. EDDIE: THE SIGHT OF YOUR POM-POMS! MISS STRICT: AND THE SMELL OF BRILLIANTINE! BOTH: EXPOSE', MY LOVE, EXPOSE'. I REMEMBER IT WELL; IT WAS HEAVEN AND HELL THE GAMES THAT WE'D PLAY. EXPOSE' MY LOVE, EXPOSE'. MISS STRICT: YOU TORE ME APART! EDDIE: YOU STOMPED ON MY HEART! BOTH: THEN CAST ME AWAY! EXPOSE'! EXPOSE'! EXPOSE'! Back to main page: Zombie Prom Lyrics
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