She?s got stickers on her locker
And the boy?s number?s there in magic marker
I?m hungry and the hunger will linger
I eat sixteen saltine crackers then I lick my fingers
Well every morning I deliver the news
Black hat, white shoes and I?m red allover
She?s got a big mailbox, that she puts up front
Garbage in garbage out, she?s getting what she wants
Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who?
If I get busy then I couldn?t care less what you do
But when I?m by myself, I think of nothing else
Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you
Spike heels make a hole in a lifeboat
Jump and I?m talking and laughing as we float
I hear a whistle, that?s how I know she?s home
Lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home
Force fed, force mixed ?till I drop dead
You can?t defeat her, when you meet her you?ll be what I said
And lord knows there?s a method to her madness
Bustin? those jokes as I float in a sea of sadness
She doesn?t know but when she?s gonna sit and drink up a few
I?m sure she?s drinkin' two, but wondering what for and who
And I?m solo rollin? I?m one side of the boat
Looking out, throwing up, a lifesaver down my throat
Who?s jealous who?s jealous who?s jealous who?s jealous of who?
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