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