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 all over
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
Ah ah ah ah aah
spiked heels make
a hole in a lifeboat
Jumping away
when 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 get what I said
And Lord knows
there's a method
to her madness
But the Lord's joke
is a boat in a sea
of sadness
She doesn't know
but when she's gone
I'll sit and drink
up a few
I'm sure she's
drinkin' too
but wondering
what for and who
And I'm solo rowin'
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?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous of who?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous?
Who's jealous of who?