| CHORUS
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| Girl comes home and checks her phone
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| She fools herself that she’s not alone
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| But everybody wants to be like you
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| And it all boils down and all this ends
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| You turn around and you got no friends
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| But everybody wants to be like you
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| I would really hate to be her
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| Think they love her when they see her
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| When she’s gone she just don’t know
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| What they say
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| She inherited the drama
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| It was passed down from her mama
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| And her daddy he would only drink wine
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| Only is she came around
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| But she’s slowly goin' down
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| CHORUS
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| She looked a whole lot older
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| Yet nobody ever told her
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| You would never know
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| That she was sixteen
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| And as far as I remember
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| She was standing on the corner
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| Just the type that loved
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| To be on the scene
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| Only if she came around
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| But she’s slowly goin' down
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| CHORUS *2 (ad lib)
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| Girl comes home and checks her phone
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| She fools herself that she’s not alone
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| But everybody wants to be like you |