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