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 cheek, music up,
and I’m puffing my chest.
I’m getting ready to 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 cheek, music up,
and I’m puffing my chest.
I’m getting ready to 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 cheek, music up,
and I’m puffing my chest.
I’m getting ready to 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.