| There’s certain things you’re s’posed to know
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| When you’re a girl who grows up in the south
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| I try to use my common sense
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| But my foot always ends up in my mouth
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| And if I had to walk a runway in high heels in front of the whole town
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| I’d fall down
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| And my mama cried
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| When she realized
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| I ain’t pageant material
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| I’m always higher than my hair
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| And it ain’t that I don’t care about world peace
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| But I don’t see how I can fix it in a swimsuit on a stage
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| I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
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| Sometimes I talk before I think, I’ve tried to fake it but I can’t
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| I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t
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| God bless the girls who smile and hug
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| When they’re called out as a runner up on TV
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| I wish I could, but I just can’t
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| Wear a smile when a smile ain’t what I’m feelin'
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| And who’s to say I’m a 9.5
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| Or a 4.0 if you don’t even know me
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| Life ain’t always roses and pantyhose
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| And…
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| I ain’t pageant material
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| I’m always higher than my hair
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| And it ain’t that I don’t care about world peace
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| But I don’t see how I can fix it in a swimsuit on a stage
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| I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
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| Sometimes I talk before I think, I’ve tried to fake it but I can’t
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| I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t
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| I ain’t pageant material
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| The only crown is in my glass
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| They won’t be handin' me a sash
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| And that’s okay, cause there’s no way
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| You’ll ever see me in a swimsuit on a stage
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| I ain’t exactly Ms. Congenial
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| Sometimes I talk before I think, I’ve tried to fake it but I can’t
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| I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t
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| Yeah I’d rather lose for what I am than win for what I ain’t |