[ Featuring Ella Fitzgerald ]
I went down to the dance
Such a clown by the wall
Invited to dance
By no one at all
The couples danced fine
So charming and gay
But nobody wants
To look over my way
So awfully sad
Dissatisfied
I hurt so bad
I almost cried
Imagine my frustration with no
Invitation to dance
Head high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to the wall
A fella who likes what they see?
And then in my ear
Someone said to me
Wallflower, my dear
How come you can't see
They couldn't care less?
They're not impressed
As you might have guessed
You're in excess
Imagine my frustration 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
A voice said to me
Wallflower, my dear
You're sweet as can be
But how come you're here
They couldn't care less
About your dress
You're in a mess
And in excess
Imagine my frustration with no
Invitation to dance
