When she walks in the room, every eye in the place
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Turns to follow her every move
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She's arrived on the scene in her diamonds and jeans
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World class -- she's got nothing to prove
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It takes a long time to know her, whe gives it up a little at a time
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*She's gettin' what she wants
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She's a popular girl
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Settin' those hearts on fire
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Everybody wants to be
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Part of her world
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She's a popular girl
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Such a popular girl*
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She walks down the street, knocks 'em dead on their feet
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With a casual nonchalance
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When she's breaking your heart, she's the state of the art
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With license to take what she wants
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It takes a hard man to hold her, she likes to get a little out of line
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( * Repeat)
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She waits by the window, the world is her stage
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Each smile is her mirror in the passing parade, passing parade
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And in the end, all she'll be is your friend
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Though passion's your lone desire, she's the one you can't touch,
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You want her so much, you're burnin', your heart's on fire
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It takes a hard man to hold her, the challenge is forever on my mind
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( * Repeat)
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Popular Girl
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Survivor |