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