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Sixteen Saltines

She's got stickers on her locker

And the boy's number's there in magic marker

I'm hungry, and the hunger will linger

I eat sixteen saltine crackers, then I lick my fingers

Well every morning I deliver the news

Black hat, white shoes, and I'm red allover

She's got a big mailbox that she puts up front

Garbage in, garbage out; she's getting what she wants

Who's jealous, who's jealous, who's jealous, who's jealous of who?

If I get busy then I couldn't care less what you do

But when I'm by myself, I think of nothing else

Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you

Spike heels make a hole in a lifeboat

Jumpin' away when I'm talking, and laughing as we float

I hear a whistle, that's how I know she's home

Lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home

Force fed, force mixed 'till I drop dead

You cant defeat her, when you meet her youll get what I said

And Lord knows there's a method to her madness

But the lord's joke is a float in a sea of sadness

She doesn't know but when she's gone I sit and drink up a few

I'm sure she's drinkin' too, but why, where, when, what for and who

And I'm solo rowing, on one side off the boat.

Looking out, throwing up, a lifesaver down my throat

Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? (x3)

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