Jealousy

Jealousy - Natalie Merchant

Ooo jealousy

Ooo my 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

Ooo jealousy

Ooo my jealousy

Is she bright so well read are there novels by her bed

Is she the sort

You've always said

Could satisfy

Your head

Does she talk

The way I do

Is her voice is her voice reminding you

Of the promises

The little white lies too

Sometimes tell me

While she's touching you

Just by mistake

Accidentally do you say my name