"Jump Around" by House of Pain

We went to our high school dances. Bought tickets for five bucks in the cafeteria at lunch. Got dressed up in our most fashionable clothes. Withstood frisking by eleventh graders. Got inside and sat on the stairs.

Our teachers, looking terribly out of place in their role as chaperones, walked around in the dark and tried to keep an eye on things. The girls did their best to look gorgeous, and usually succeeded. They wore makeup, tight clothes, showed a lot more flesh than they could during the day. The boys grabbed their asses, grinded with them on the dance floor, made out with them behind the lockers. But we just sat on the stairs.

What were we doing, going to these things? They were far less glamourous than those we'd seen in the movies or on TV, as is pretty much everything. But still we wanted to be there, just in case. We didn't want to miss anything.

So we just sat on the stairs as the DJ kept the hip teenagers moving with the hits of the day. Slow dances were the worst. But there were a few songs that would always make us rush the dance floor and hop up and down like maniacs, abandon our adolescent inhibitions, and stop caring what anyone thought of us, if only for a few minutes.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9Q0jPyrja0