Blonde

I saw you in a magazine just the other day When they asked you where you came from, funny you forgot this place I guess you caught amnesia, we've been knowing you before Pre-K Can't hide the real you behind that new fake name You can chase the lights You can chase the fame Used to be the captain of the cheer team Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long girl You must be confused You ain't even Blonde girl Or even true to your roots, yeah Wooooo Wooooo I saw your Mama and your sister on Sunday Your little brother starts school on Monday Your granddaddy'd roll over in his grave If he saw the way you changed You can chase the lights You can chase the fame Used to be the captain of the cheer team Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long girl You must be confused You ain't even Blonde girl Or even true to your roots Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah, ah I used to love your lips girl They had a down home taste So why'd you go and fill 'em girl Mess up the ones that God gave You can chase the lights You can chase the fame Used to be the captain of the cheer team Now you're just a never coming homecoming queen Don't sell yourself long girl You must be confused You ain't even Blonde girl Or even true to your roots (Yeah, ah, ah) We were right there when your Daddy wasn't (Yeah, ah, ah) We were there the first time you got drunk (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) Couldn't even hold up your head So I picked you up and put you in bed (Yeah, ah, ah) My shirt dried your tears when Brett broke your heart (Yeah, ah, ah) I took the blame in that old cop car (Yeah, ah, ah, ah) Laughed when you choked on your first smoke Watching you now is a damn joke, yeah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah, ah, ah Yeah