Girl Next Door - Julie Roberts
Small town Homecoming Queen, she's the star in their scene.
There's no way to deny she's lovely.
Perfect skin, perfected 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 boyfriend wants to date her.
She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band.
She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands.
She gets the top bunk; I'm sleepin' on the floor.
She's Miss America an' I'm just the girl next door.
Senior class president, she must be Heaven sent.
She was never the last one standing.
A back-seat debutante, everything that you want:
Never too harsh or too demanding.
Maybe I'll admit it: I'm a little bitter.
Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her.
She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band.
She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands.
She gets the top bunk; I'm sleepin' on the floor.
She's Miss America an' I'm just the girl next door.
Oh,' I'm just the girl next door.
I don't know why I'm feelin' sorry for myself.
I spend all my time wishin' that I was someone else.
She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band.
She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands.
I get a little bit; she gets a little more.
She's Miss America; she's Miss America,
An' I'm just the girl next door.
(Every smile, she fakes.)
(Everything she takes.)
I'm just the girl next door.
(Every day I wait.)
(And everything's okay.)
I'm just the girl next door.
(Every smile she fakes.)
I'm just the girl next door.
(Everything heart she breaks.)
:. To fade .:
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