Lyrics Julie Roberts

Julie Roberts

Girl Next Door

Small town Homecoming Queen,

she's the star in their scene

There's no way to deny she's lovely

Perfect skin, perfected hair; perfumed hearts everywhere

Tell myself that, inside, she's ugly

Maybe I'm just jealous: I can't help but hate her

Secretly, I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her

She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band

She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands

She gets the top bunk; I'm sleepin' on the floor

She's Miss America an' I'm just the girl next door

Senior class president, she must be Heaven sent

She was never the last one standing

A back-seat debutante, everything that you want:

Never too harsh or too demanding

Maybe I'll admit it: I'm a little bitter

Everybody loves her but I just wanna hit her

She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band

She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands

She gets the top bunk; I'm sleepin' on the floor

She's Miss America an' I'm just the girl next door

Oh,' I'm just the girl next door

I don't know why I'm feelin' sorry for myself

I spend all my time wishin' that I was someone else

She is the Prom Queen; I'm in a marchin' band

She is a cheerleader; I'm sittin' in the stands

I get a little bit; she gets a little more

She's Miss America; she's Miss America,

An' I'm just the girl next door

(Every smile, she fakes)

(Everything she takes)

I'm just the girl next door

(Every day I wait)

(And everything's okay)

I'm just the girl next door

(Every smile she fakes)

I'm just the girl next door

(Everything heart she breaks)

To fade