Jealousy will get you nowhere You oughta know by now You're just digging a hole that won't let you go And you might not want to anyhow All the men that have wrong'd you Wonder where you have gone to They have their own lives, they have their own wives & they never even wrote a song for you I throw my hands up into the fire I listen to the walkman when i'm tired But you have been mistaken I wasn't taken to the high school choir Yes, i think about it sometimes I try to see if it rhymes But i keep my head down & hold my chin up See if you can add that to your list of my crimes Well, one after another from time to time Come on baby, let's go, oyu gotta show me some kind of real Y'know