Six inch heels
Curves that kill
Shes has looks
That fit the bill

Small town girl
Plain jane look
I'll never be the bait
That you'll find on the hook

I made it in my small town
In the middle of nowhere
Surrounded by cornfield
but i want to be there
there in the flashing lights
but id just fade
cause i don't have the looks
i don't have that life made

She is the bombshell
She turns all the heads
She’ll be remembered
Even after she’s dead

I’m in the background
Just a number on a page
A statistic in the world
Nobodies new rage

I made it in my small town
In the middle of nowhere
Surrounded by cornfields
But I want to be there
There in the flashing lights
But I’d just fade
Cause I don’t have the looks
I don’t have that life made