| ooo, 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 is she bright so well read are there novels by her bed |
is she the sort you've always said could satisfy your head? ooo, my jealousy 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 accidentally do you say my name? |