Small town homecoming queen   She's a star in this scene   There's no way to deny she's lovely   Perfect skin, perfect 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 the marching band   She is a cheerleader, I'm sitting in the stands   She gets the top bunk, I'm sleeping on the floor   She's Miss America   And I'm just the girl next door      Senior class president   She must be heaven sent   She was never the last one standing   A backseat 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…      Chorus      I don't know why I'm feeling sorry for myself   Spend all my time wishing that I was someone else      Chorus   I get a little bit, she gets a little more   She's Miss America   And I'm just the girl next door