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 

Jumpin' and waving, 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 off 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? (x3)