The Debutante's Ball - Harpers Bizarre

In a hall filled with light so poised and polite they twist and they twirl

In dresses of white they dance through the night in their tight little world

Faces all a-wonder, as they play the game

And all you need is a number following your name

— Oh come one and all to the debutante’s ball, it’s very refined

See pale wooden faces and all the best places just standing in line

-- Oh I think Quentin B. Taylor the Third is here

And I see John Thomas Bailey the Ninth

And I guess every rich girl in the world is here

And they all have the time of their life

No one gets stoned, it’s all chaperoned and it’s just good clean fun

Isn’t it a wonder that to play the game

All you need is a number following your name

That there’s something to do for the rich people too

So light up the hall, there’s dancing for all

At the debutante’s ball