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You're on the phone with your girlfriend ,she's upset.

She's going off about something that you said

'Cuz she doesn't, get your humor like I do

I'm in the room It's a typical Tuesday night

I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like

and she'll never know your story like I do

But she wears short skirts

I wear T-shirts

She's cheer captain

And I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up

And find what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that I'm the one who understands you

Been here all along so why can't you see,

You belong with me

You belong with me

Walkin' the streets with you and your worn-out jeans

I can't help thinking this is how it ought to be

Laughing on a park bench, thinking to myself

Hey isn't this easy

And you've got a smile that could light up this whole town

I haven't seen it in a while since she brought you down

You say you're fine I know you better then that

Hey whatcha doing with a girl like that

She wears high heels

I wear sneakers

Shes cheer captain

And I'm on the bleachers

Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find

That what you're looking for has been here the whole time

If you could see that standing by and waiting at your back door all this time

How could you not know baby

You belong with me

You belong with