jealousy will get you nowhere
you oughta know by now
you are just digging a hole
that won't let you go
and you might not want to anyhow
all the men that have wrongd you
wonder where you have gone to
they have their own lives, they have their own wives
& they never even wrote a song for you
i throw my hands up into the fire
i listen to the walkman when i'm tired
but you have been mistaken
i wasn't taken to the high school choir
yes, i think about it sometimes
i try to see if it rhymes
but i keep my head down & hold my chin up
see if you can add that to your list of my crimes
well, one after another from time to time
come on baby, let's go, you gotta show me some kind of real
you oughta know by now
you are just digging a hole
that won't let you go
and you might not want to anyhow
all the men that have wrongd you
wonder where you have gone to
they have their own lives, they have their own wives
& they never even wrote a song for you
i throw my hands up into the fire
i listen to the walkman when i'm tired
but you have been mistaken
i wasn't taken to the high school choir
yes, i think about it sometimes
i try to see if it rhymes
but i keep my head down & hold my chin up
see if you can add that to your list of my crimes
well, one after another from time to time
come on baby, let's go, you gotta show me some kind of real