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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 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) From Letras Mania