I saw you in a magazine just the day When they asked you where you from, funny you forgot this place I guess you caught amnesia, we've been knowing you Pre-K Can't hide the real you that new fake name
You can the lights You can chase the to be the captain of the cheer team Now just a never coming homecoming queen Don't sell long girl You be confused You ain't Blonde girl Or even true to your roots,
I saw your Mama and your on Sunday Your little brother starts on Monday Your granddaddy'd over in his grave If he saw the way you
You can the lights You can the fame Used to be the captain of the team Now you're just a coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long You be confused You ain't Blonde girl Or even true to your Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah
I used to love lips girl They had a down taste So why'd you go and 'em girl Mess up the ones God gave
You can the lights You can the fame Used to be the captain of the cheer Now you're just a coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long You be confused You ain't even girl Or even to your roots
(Yeah, ah, ah) We were right there when your Daddy (Yeah, ah, ah) We were there the first time you got (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) even hold up your head So I you up and put you in bed (Yeah, ah, ah) My shirt dried your tears Brett broke your heart (Yeah, ah, ah) I the blame in that old cop car (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) Laughed when you choked on your first you now is a damn joke, yeah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah