(Keyboard intro)

You use your mind, for moving objects
Mom makes you cry, 'cause she's fanaaaatical
In every time, in every season,
God is your life
Although your mom is nuuuuuuts

When we look into your eyes
This might be our last prom niiiiiight

Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, pretty dress is red
Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, maybe we'll all be dead

I fear your mind, I feel the tension
Of being unliked by tomboy P.J. Soles
It was a criiiime, and you lost your paaaatience
We see your eeeeyes, you just might reach your goooooals

Sissy didn't dare reprise
The sequel to your last prom niiiiiight

Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, your dress is stained my friend
Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, maybe we'll meet again

(Guitar solo in which Amy Irving visits Carrie's grave and Carrie's hand comes out)

You've got scary looking eyes
You're moving objects wiiiith yoooouuuur miiiiiind

Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, (your) dress is stained, Carrie, Carrie, Carrie!
Caaaaaaarrie, Caaaaaaarrie, maybe we'll fear you, friend

(Guitar solo)

You will use your mind