You got your new clothes and your new to match And too many and a boyfriend, what a catch Ladies doing nothing, your claim to fame Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the I wish I still had better to do to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo No one saying nothing, just in line To what do we owe fabulous times? Gimme gimme gimme more things! things! Does it really make you happy, is that really what you "The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own 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 when you try too hard you get less You're saying 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 know what I "The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh Do you own someone, do you wanna own something? I know that all you try to do is put me But no one cares about your hanging around acting fucken stupid, we can all see that But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a is a fact I'm glad I provide you with something to do Like someone new to hate, I hate you too Gimme gimme gimme more things! thing! Does it really make you happy, is it what you mean? "The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own 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 gimme gimme one thing!