She is she is a princess
She likes it her way and not mine
She has she has no patience
She wants it now and never waits in line
Chorus
She’s a spoiled brat with a baby doll voice
And a big chip on her shoulder
She thinks she’s funny yet she lies like hell
And she thinks you think she’s original
But she’s a fake, fake, fake
She loves she loves the sound of
Her own opinions and never yours
She wants she wants it silver
She wants it diamonds, she wants it more
Chorus
She’s a spoiled brat with a baby doll voice
And a big chip on her shoulder
She thinks she’s funny yet she lies like hell
And she thinks you think she’s original
But she’s a fake, fake, fake
She lives life through a magazine
She’s just a prom queen and she’s obscene
She leaves, leaves when she wants to
Does what she wants to as part of the scene
Chorus
She’s a spoiled brat with a baby doll voice
And a big chip on her shoulder
She thinks she’s funny yet she lies like hell
And she thinks you think she’s original
But she’s a fake, fake, fake
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