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You picked me out, Miss pageant queen
So I brush my hair, and I stayed clean
To be your girl, don't need a degree
All I am is a trophy
I'm just a pretty painting on the wall that is your lie
You put me on your shelf, and show your friends a pretty sight
You start feeling up my body, but you know I'm not alright
I have more to offer, I won't be your trophy wife
Ah-ah-ah-ah I'm a decoration to your life
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I'd rather be stars your night
Ah-ah-ah so treat me right, right, right
I won't be your trophy wife
You think all I have to be is a shell
A freak in the sheets
Babe you're wrong
There's more than me
I'm someone else, who will be
I'm just a pretty painting on the wall that is your lie
You put me on your shelf, and show your friends a pretty sight
You start feeling up my body, but you know I'm not alright
I have more to offer, I won't be your trophy wife
Ah-ah-ah-ah I'm a decoration to your life
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I'd rather be stars to your night
Ah-ah-ah so treat me right, right, right
I won't be your trophy wife
Not a grand prize
I'm not an object
You didn't win me
I just wanted love that was to save me
Keep me together oh, no, oh
I won't be your trophy wife
Ah-ah-ah-ah I'm a decoration to your life
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah I'd rather be stars your night
Ah-ah-ah so treat me right, right, right
I won't be your trophy wife
(I won't be your trophy wife)
(I won't be your trophy wife)
(I won't be your trophy wife)
(I won't be your trophy wife)
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