You got your new clothes and your new to match And too dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch Ladies doing nothing, your claim to fame Oh yeah, uh huh, now all the same I wish I had something better to do Than to cry about my clothes and my new No one saying nothing, stand in line To do we owe these fabulous times? gimme gimme more things! more things! Does it really make you happy, is that what you mean? "The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh Do you wanna own someone, do you own something? At least all the know if they fuck with me That I'll them up indefinitely I don't who you think you're 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 Tell me 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 Do you wanna own someone, do you own something? I know that all you try to do is put me But no one really about your hanging around You're 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 something to do Like someone new to hate, well I you too Gimme gimme gimme things! more thing! Does it really 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 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 gimme gimme one thing!