Girl At Home

　　Girl At Home-Taylor Swift

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that ah ah

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　I don't even know her

　　But I feel a responsibility

　　To do what's upstanding and right

　　It's kinda like a code, yeah

　　And you've been getting closer and closer

　　And crossing so many lines

　　And it would be a fine proposition

　　If I was a stupid girl

　　But honey I am no-one's exception

　　This I have previously learned

　　So don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that, ah ah

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　I see you turn off your phone

　　And now you got me alone

　　And I say

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　I just wanna make sure

　　You understand perfectly

　　You're the kind of man who makes me sad

　　While she waits up

　　You chase down the newest thing

　　And take for granted what you have

　　And it would be a fine proposition

　　If I was a stupid girl

　　And yeah I might go with it

　　If I hadn't once been just like her

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that, ah ah

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　I see you turn off your phone

　　And now you've got me alone

　　And I say

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　Ohh ohh ohh

　　Ohh ohh ohh

　　Call a cab

　　Lose my number

　　You're about to lose your girl

　　Call a cab

　　Lose my number

　　Let's consider this lesson learned

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that ah ah

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　Wanna see you pick up your phone

　　And tell her you're coming home

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　Don't look at me

　　You've got a girl at home

　　And everybody knows that

　　Everybody knows that

　　It would be a fine proposition

　　If I hadn't once been just like her