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