I don’t like the
way he’s looking at you
I’m starting to
think you want him too
Am I crazy, have I lost ya?
Even though I know you
love me, can’t help it
I turn my cheer music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your fault
that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
I wish you didn’t
have to post it all
I wish you’d save
a little bit just for me
Protective or possessive, yeah
Call it passive or aggressive
I turn my cheer music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your
fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too
sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too
sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
You’re the only one invited
I said there’s no
one else for you
'Cause you know
I get excited, yeah
When you get jealous too
I turn my cheer music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m turning red in the face
You can call me obsessed
It’s not your
fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right to be hellish
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too
sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
'Cause you’re too
sexy, beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous
Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous
Oh (that’s why)
I still get jealous
