Freaking Ask Me to the Yule Ball

It’s almost that super awesome, real fun time of year
Where the girls act sneaky and they spy, in hopes to overhear
What the boys discuss in secret as they’re walking off to class
‘Cause we really need to know which girl they plan to ask

It starts to get real awkward as the boys start taking pick
Like for instance, Ginny Weasley, she got snatched up really quick
And the rest of us are waiting, yeah, we’re all holding our breath
If I don’t get asked rеally soon, this ball may be my death

Someonе freaking ask me to the Yule Ball
I know you want to ask me to the Yule Ball
Someone freaking ask me to the Yule Ball
Freaking, freaking ask me to Yule Ball

The dance is getting closer and it’s looking pretty grim
I almost caved and asked Zabini on a desperate whim
But I sat and bit my tongue, ’cause desperation’s not my style
Perhaps it wouldn’t hurt to just stay single for a while

Still don’t have a date, and while the other girls are stressed
Oh, I cannot be bothered, much too busy getting dressed
I can hear the music thumping down in the Great Hall
I don’t need a stinking date to dominate this ball

No one freaking asked me to the Yule Ball
And I don’t need a date for the Yule Ball
I’m just going to rock it at the Yule Ball
I’ll see you on the dance floor at the Yule Ball

No one freaking asked me to the Yule Ball
And I don’t need a date for the Yule Ball
I’m just going to rock it at the Yule Ball
I’ll see you on the dance floor at the Yule Ball
I’ll see you on the dance floor at the Yule Ball
I’ll see you on the dance floor at the Yule Ball