She got blonde hair About my size Looks a lot like me if you squint your eyes Knows what he likes, got a type It's plain to see It ain't flattery It's a slap in the face Thinkin' all those years went and got replaced By a counterfeit, full of it, watered down version of me Well, she's a bottle of beer, and I'm a glass of champagne She's a fake veneer, and I'm the real dang thing He can be with Miss Wannabe But I know down deep, he wanna be with me Too little, too late That's too bad He can keep the change Ain't gettin' me back He can be with Miss Wannabe But she don't know in reality He's kissin' her but he's missin' me I pity, pretty, little Miss Wannabe Last night, blowin' up my phone Got twenty two texts 'cause she wasn't home Poor, what's her face Take my place Never saw none of that But what goes around comes back around And if he don't know he's about to find out Karma's like a mean dog Chasing down a copy cat Well, she's Monopoly money, I'm a million bucks I'm the reigning queen, and she's the runner up He can be with Miss Wannabe But I know down deep, he wanna be with me Too little, too late That's too bad He can keep the change Ain't gettin' me back He can be with Miss Wannabe But she don't know in reality He's kissin' her but he's missin' me I pity, pretty, little Miss Wanna, Wannabe Miss Wannabe Me Yeah, yeah Well bless her heart She's wasting time He'll trade her in For another look-alike... He can be with Miss Wannabe But I know down deep, he wanna be with me Too little, too late That's too bad He can keep the change Ain't gettin' me back He can be with Miss Wannabe But she don't know in reality He's kissin' her but he's missin' me I pity, pretty, little Miss Wannabe Kissin' her but he's missin' me I pity, pretty, little Miss Wannabe