Girl Next Door
Small town homecoming queen
She's a star in this scene
There's no way to deny she's lovely
Perfect skin, perfect hair
Perfumed hearts everywhere
Tell myself that inside she's ugly
Maybe i'm just jealous,
I can't help but hate her
Secretly i wonder if my boyfrind wants to date her
[Chorus:]
She is the prom queen,
I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader,
I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk
I'm sleeping on the floor
She's miss america
And i'm just the girl next door
Senior class perident
She must be haven sent
She was never the last one standing
A backseat debutante
Everything that you want
Never too harsh or too demanding
Maybe i'll admit it, i'm a lil bitter
Everybody loves her, but i just wanna hit her
[Chorus:]
She is the prom queen,
I'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader,
I'm sitting in the stands
She gets the top bunk
I'm sleeping on the floor
She's miss america
And i'm just the girl next door
Oh i'm just the girl next door
I don't know why i'm feeling sorry for myself
Spend all my time wishing that i was someone else
She is the prom queen, i'm in the marching band
She is a cheerleader, i'm sitting in the stands
I get a lil bit, she gets a lil more
She's miss america
She's miss america and i'm just the girl next door
I'm just the girl next door
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