Miss Wannabe Songtext
von Jenna Davis
Miss Wannabe Songtext
She got blonde hair, about my size
Looks a lot like me if you squint your eyes
Knows what he likes, got a type, it′s plain to see
It ain't flattering, it′s a slap in the face
Thinking all those years went and got replaced
By a counterfeit, full-of-it, watered-down version of me
Well, she's bottle of beer and I'm a glass of champagne
She′s a fake veneer and I′m the real dang thing
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that's too bad
He can keep the change, he ain′t getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Last night, blowing up my phone
Got twenty-two texts ′cause she wasn't home
Poor what's-her-face, take-my-place, and never saw none of that
What goes around comes back around
And if he don′t know, he′s about to find out
Karma's like a mean dog chasing down a coffee cake
Well, she′s Monopoly money, I'm a million bucks
I′m the reigning queen and she's the runner up
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that′s too bad
He can keep the change, he ain't getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he′s missing me
I pity pretty little miss wanna-wannabe
Miss wanna-be-me
Yeah, yeah
Bless her heart
She's wasting time
He′ll trade her in
For another look-alike
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that's too bad
He can keep the change, he ain′t getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Looks a lot like me if you squint your eyes
Knows what he likes, got a type, it′s plain to see
It ain't flattering, it′s a slap in the face
Thinking all those years went and got replaced
By a counterfeit, full-of-it, watered-down version of me
Well, she's bottle of beer and I'm a glass of champagne
She′s a fake veneer and I′m the real dang thing
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that's too bad
He can keep the change, he ain′t getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Last night, blowing up my phone
Got twenty-two texts ′cause she wasn't home
Poor what's-her-face, take-my-place, and never saw none of that
What goes around comes back around
And if he don′t know, he′s about to find out
Karma's like a mean dog chasing down a coffee cake
Well, she′s Monopoly money, I'm a million bucks
I′m the reigning queen and she's the runner up
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that′s too bad
He can keep the change, he ain't getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he′s missing me
I pity pretty little miss wanna-wannabe
Miss wanna-be-me
Yeah, yeah
Bless her heart
She's wasting time
He′ll trade her in
For another look-alike
He can be with miss wannabe
But I know down deep he wanna be with me
Too little, too late, that's too bad
He can keep the change, he ain′t getting me back
He can be with miss wannabe
But she don't know in reality
He′s kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Kissing her, but he's missing me
I pity pretty little miss wannabe
Writer(s): Shane Stevens, Abbey Cabler, Maria Ann Abraham Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com