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