Imagine My Frustration

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 [A]frustɾation [C7]with no
Invitation [C7]to [C7]dance

Head high, standing tall
Who else, who else could I be?
But Ella next to [C7]the wall
A fella who likes what they see?

And then in my [A]ear
Someone said to [C7]me
Wallflower, my [A]dear
How come you [A7can't see
They couldn't care less?
They're not impressed
As you [A7might have guessed
You're in excess

Imagine my [A]frustɾation [C7]with no
Invitation [C7]to [C7]dance

I smiled to [C7]the crowd
Tip toe and [Bm]alert
Yes, the band [Bm]blues went loud
But next on [C7]a flirt

A voice said to [C7]me
Wallflower, my [A]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 [A]frustɾation [C7]with no
Invitation [C7]to [C7]dance