Miss Popular
She's miserable, why make everybody miserable too?
Oh, can't she see what she's puttin' innocent people through?
Miss Popular, everything she does is wrong
And everywhere she goes, they'll be lookin'
And everywhere she turns, they'll be whisperin'
Oh, Miss Popular, what is happenin'?
She could have used her title for a good case
But, instead, she spits in everybody's face
Miss Popular, every time she does it wrong
And everywhere she goes, they'll be lookin'
And everywhere she turns, they'll be whisperin'
Oh, Miss Popular, it is happenin'
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be insignificant
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be all alone
Oh-ah, when the lights go out
You can still dream of yourself
How hot you were, Miss Popular
Everybody hates you
Poor Miss Popular
I don't feel a bit sorry for you
(One, two, three, four)
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be insignificant
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be all alone
Oh-ah, when the lights go out
You can still dream of yourself
How hot you were, Miss Popular
(Now she knows, there she goes)
(Now she knows) and everywhere she goes
(There she goes) they are lookin'
(Now she knows) and everywhere she turns
(There she goes) they are whisperin'
(Now she knows, there she goes) they are lookin' at you
(Now she knows, there she goes)
Oh, can't she see what she's puttin' innocent people through?
Miss Popular, everything she does is wrong
And everywhere she goes, they'll be lookin'
And everywhere she turns, they'll be whisperin'
Oh, Miss Popular, what is happenin'?
She could have used her title for a good case
But, instead, she spits in everybody's face
Miss Popular, every time she does it wrong
And everywhere she goes, they'll be lookin'
And everywhere she turns, they'll be whisperin'
Oh, Miss Popular, it is happenin'
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be insignificant
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be all alone
Oh-ah, when the lights go out
You can still dream of yourself
How hot you were, Miss Popular
Everybody hates you
Poor Miss Popular
I don't feel a bit sorry for you
(One, two, three, four)
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be insignificant
Oh-ah, so-oh, now you know
How it feels to be all alone
Oh-ah, when the lights go out
You can still dream of yourself
How hot you were, Miss Popular
(Now she knows, there she goes)
(Now she knows) and everywhere she goes
(There she goes) they are lookin'
(Now she knows) and everywhere she turns
(There she goes) they are whisperin'
(Now she knows, there she goes) they are lookin' at you
(Now she knows, there she goes)
Credits
Writer(s): Peter Zizzo, Marit Elisabeth Larsen, Marion Elise Ravn
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