Lyrics

TABLES TURN
Nice clothes, mascara, red lips, and chewing gum
Pretty with attitude
Hanging with the mean girls
on the school steps
Waiting for the guys to notice
It's all about popularity
It's the signature icy glare 
to an ordinary me

Fast forward to a high school reunion
So she married young the high school jock
Didn't go far, stayed in town
No career and beauty didn't last
Barely recognized her, except for the same icy glare
Now i'm the one on top

Tables turn
Tables turn
Repeats every time 
Every generation has that girl 
with the icy glare
And then there's me

Young girls, tell me who would you rather be
The popular and flashy, or the one who's ordinary
If you love you, then the choice is easy
You'll be even more beautiful
When you've captured the world

Tables turn
Tables turn
Repeats every time 
Every generation has that girl 
with the icy glare
And then there's you and me

(c) Arlene Mordeno