Modern Magic by MMario
(To the tune: Who Is At My Window Weeping)

Who is in the breakroom weeping
Weeping there, so bitterly
'Tis I, 'Tis I, the waitress Cindy
Tonight's the Prom, and I've not the fee

Cindy, go and ask the bar-maid
If she's a gown to lend to thee
If it's not right, we'll find another
And to the Prom, tonight go ye

Cindy went and asked the bar-maid
the gown it fit her to a tee
her hair was combed, and quickly styled
To the Prom, will go our fair Cindy

Cindy, Go, and call your boyfriend
The cook a tux to loan has he
But do it now, and do it quickly
or else it's late, that you shall be

Cindy went and called her boyfriend
The tux it fit him properly
With cummerbund and velvet lapels
To the Prom he goes, with the fair Cindy

The boss then called his brother Vinnie
who owed to him, a favour or three
"Bring the limo round, and do it promptly
To the Prom, you're driving our Cindy"

From wallet, purse, and pocket deeply
Friend and patron then drew free
Payment for the door and dinner
And dancing for the Fair Cindy

A magic night, for two young lovers
Made not with wand, or cast of spell
But magic wrought by hearts so tender
And friends that loved their Cindy well