Lyrics

Miss America 4:45

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She got the full nine yards, she got the pretty in pink
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There ain’t no way baby, she’d ever hurt a thing
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She got a front row seat, in her convertible
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With a logo on the side say root for me

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Here she comes, she a beauty queen – Miss America
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Yeah here she comes, she a beauty queen – Miss America
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Good old Miss America

She’s got a donkey in the yard, isn’t she so kind?
There’s a dieing man next door, isn’t that a find?
So get them cameras rolling, as she serves him some tea
He has no idea, what she wants to be

Chorus

She’s got the CIA, all the answers down pat
The smile of her Majesty, not an once of fat
And as a young child, her mother whispered so low
You’re gonna go so far now baby, never gonna work in that convenience store no

Chorus

Now she’s got a crown, a thousand point of light
She stands for the good and evil, what a tearful sight
And she’s got a real jon, down at the auto show
Spinning round and round, you should see her glow

Chorus – out in B