Ooh...
Jealousy
Ooh...
Jealousy
Is she fine?
So well bred?
The perfect girl
A social deb
Is she the sort,
You've always,
Thought,
Could,
Make you what,
You're not?
Ooh...
Jealousy
Ooh...
Jealousy
Is she bright,
So well read,
Are there novels,
By her bed?
Is she the sort,
That you've,
Always said,
Could satisfy,
Your head?
Does she talk the,
Way I do?
Is her voice,
Reminding you,
Of the promises,
The little white lies,
Too?
Sometimes, tell me
While she's
Touching you
Just by mistake
Accidently do you,
Say my name?