You know
those girls
They walk
around this town
As if they rule
the world
Do you hate
them?
Do you want
be them?
You got
everything you need
Right there
in your body, in your brain
Sometimes
you wish that you and they were
One in the
same
*But baby
who would want to be
Anything but
the band geek?
So fun
marching around
Best friends
won’t ever knock you down
But baby who
would want to be fake?
I don’t want
anything more
I would rue
the day if I ever became
Anything
other than
The girl
next door_
So what if
they have popularity?
So what if
they got the drama you so desperately need?
You got a
soul, a personality
You have a
mind, and isn’t that everything?
Wouldn’t you
rather be witty
Than able to
do a backflip?
You can notice
what they don’t see
And you can
make a humorous quip
*But baby
who would want to be
Anything but
the band geek?
So fun
marching around
Best friends
won’t ever knock you down
But baby who
would want to be fake?
I don’t want
anything more
I would rue
the day if I ever became
Anything
other than
The girl
next door_
Girls, I’m
not saying there’s anything
Wrong with
who you are
I’m just
trying to point out that
You could be
smart if you wanted to
You could be
interesting if you decided so
There’s more
than what is on the radio
There’s more
to life, don’t you know?
That
*Baby who
would want to be
Anything but
the who they are to me?
I think you’re
all so beautiful ‘cause
Best friends
won’t ever knock you down
But baby who
would want to be fake?
I don’t want
anything more
I would rue
the day if I ever became
Anything
other than, girl can you see?
I would rue
the day if I ever became
Anyone other
than me_
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