[Verse 1] Page three of the county tribune Theres a story about the fair and a picture of you In black and white, blue ribbon, best damn shoes Already know what happens now The editor of Vogue rolls through town Sees that picture, tracks you down And next thing you know [Chorus] Theyre gonna put you on the cover girl You outshine them other girls And everybody will discover girl What I already know That there aint another girl anywhere in the whole world As pretty as you, the only trouble girl is that you have to go And roll your cover girl [Verse 2] Four long secrets out and theres paparazzi outside your house And peace and quiet are gone now Thats the thing of the past Red carpet, youre looking hot And I think Im too but I guess Im not Cause its hey, hey Paisley, get out of the shot As the cameras flash [Chorus]
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