You were the apple of the public's eye
As you cut the ribbon at the local mall
A mirage for both you and us
How can it be real?
We love your body in that photograph,
Your home state sure must be proud
The queen of the United States,
Or have you lost your crownWell aren't you Miss America
Don't you Miss America
Won't you Miss America
Our loveWell are you really who we think you are
Or does that smile seem to wear you down
Is the girl who you once were screaming to jump out
And the dream that you must live,
A disease for which there is no cure
This roller coaster ride you're on
Won't stop to let you offWell aren't you Miss America
Don't you Miss America
Won't you Miss America
Our loveMiss America, Miss America, Miss America
Miss America, Miss America, Miss AmericaWell aren't you Miss America
Don't you Miss America
Won't you Miss America
Our loveWell it's true just take a look
The cover sometimes makes the book
And the judges, do they ever ask
To read between your lines
And in your cage at the human zoo,
They all stop to look at you
Next year, what will you do
When you have been forgottenWell aren't you Miss America
Don't you Miss America
Won't you Miss America
Our loveMiss America, Miss America, Miss America
Miss America, Miss America, Miss America
Miss America, Miss America, Miss America
Songwriters
JAMES V. YOUNGPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group