| You're on the phone with your girlfriend
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| She's upset, she's going off about something that you said
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| 'Cause she doesn't get your humor like I do.
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| I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night.
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| I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like.
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| And she'll never know your story like I do.
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| But she wears short skirts
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| I wear T-shirts
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| She's cheer captain
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| And I'm on the bleachers
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| Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
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| That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
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| If you could see
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| That I'm the one
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| Who understands you.
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| Been here all along.
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| So, why can't you see
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| You belong with me,
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| You belong with me.
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| Walk in the streets with you in your worn-out jeans
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| I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be.
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| Laughing on a park bench thinking to myself,
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| "Hey, isn't this easy?"
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| And you've got a smile
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| That could light up this whole town.
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| I haven't seen it in a while
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| Since she brought you down.
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| You say you're fine I know you better than that.
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| Hey, what you doing with a girl like that?
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| She wears high heels,
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| I wear sneakers.
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| She's cheer captain,
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| And I'm on the bleachers.
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| Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
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| That what you're looking for has been here the whole time.
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| If you could see
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| That I'm the one
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| Who understands you,
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| Been here all along.
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| So, why can't you see
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| You belong with me.
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| Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
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| All this time how could you not know, baby?
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| You belong with me,
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| You belong with me.
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| Oh, I remember you driving to my house
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| In the middle of the night.
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| I'm the one who makes you laugh
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| When you know you're 'bout to cry.
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| I know your favorite songs,
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| And you tell me about your dreams.
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| Think I know where you belong,
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| Think I know it's with me.
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| Can't you see
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| That I'm the one
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| Who understands you?
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| Been here all along.
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| So, why can't you see
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| You belong with me.
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| Standing by and waiting at your backdoor.
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| All this time how could you not know, baby?
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| You belong with me,
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| You belong with me.
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| You belong with me.
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| Have you ever thought just maybe
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| You belong with me?
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| You belong with me. |