I saw you in a magazine the other day When they asked you where you came from, funny you forgot 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 chase the 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 roots,
I saw your Mama and your on Sunday little brother starts school on Monday Your granddaddy'd roll over in his If he saw the way you
You can chase the You can the fame to be the captain of the cheer team Now you're just a coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself girl You must be You ain't Blonde girl Or even true to roots Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah
I used to your lips girl had a down home taste So why'd you go and fill 'em up the ones that God gave
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 sell long girl You be confused You ain't even Blonde Or true to your roots
(Yeah, ah, ah) We were right there when your wasn't (Yeah, ah, ah) We were there the 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 broke your heart (Yeah, ah, ah) I took the in that old cop car (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) Laughed when you choked on first smoke Watching you now is a damn joke, Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah