You got your new clothes and your new friends to match
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And too many dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch
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Ladies doing nothing, that's your claim to fame
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Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same
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I wish I still had something better to do
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Than to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo
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No one saying nothing, just stand in line
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To what do we owe these fabulous times?
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Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things!
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Does it really make you happy, is that really what you mean?
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"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
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Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
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At least all the guys know if they fuck with me
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That I'll fuck them up indefinitely
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I don't know who you think you're trying to impress
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But when you try too hard you get much less
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You're saying there's a fight, but there's no contest
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You can say you're better, but you know I'm the best
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Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
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It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
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"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
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Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
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I know that all you try to do is put me down
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But no one really cares about your hanging around
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You're acting fucken stupid, we can all see that
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But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a fact is a fact
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I'm glad I could provide you with something to do
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Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too
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Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing!
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Does it really make you happy, is it really what you mean?
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"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
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Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?
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Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!
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It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?
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"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh
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Gimme gimme gimme one thing!
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