Wired Masters - Jenny lyrics

[Skit: PSA] Hey, it's that new girl in our math cla**! (You know her?) Not very well, I wish I did I don't know what it is— But there's something about her you like [Chorus] Jenny, I got you I got you all over my mind But you don't need no loving from me You getting it all from other guys That ain't right [Verse 1] You behave like seventeen but look like twenty-three Does your mind catch up with your body's maturity? I know your real life, not your ideal life So you do what you feel like, when you don't feel right You run away from the real type And go towards the temporary appeal type [Pre-Chorus] Don't say you don't know better Cause you know… [Chorus] Jenny, I got you I got you all over my mind But you don't need no loving from me You getting it all from other guys, that ain't right I just want a chance to prove me right I know I'm so much better for ya Than whoever you're f**ing tonight, alright [Skit: PSA] (Yoo-hoo!) Jenny thinks that she has the key to popularity Parking in cars with the boys at night When Jerry brags about taking Jenny out He learns that she dates all the boys [Verse 2] I watched you switch up the persona You went from chasing diplomas To giving head on the sofa, too mediocre (woah!) And now your attitude's a roller-coast Plus, you switch up your character like a TV show Tasting your own medicine, now you see the reaction I love to see you overreacting But you can carry yourself better than that and Take a look, you can do better than that kid Intuition is lacking (ha) [Pre-Chorus] Don't say you don't know better Cause you know… [Chorus] Jenny, I got you I got you all over my mind But you don't need no loving from me You getting it all from other guys, that ain't right I just want a chance to prove me right I know I'm so much better for ya Than whoever you're f**ing tonight, alright? [Skit: PSA] "Nothing like being Ms. Popularity—yeah!" No, girls who park in cars are not really popular Not even with the boys they park with Not when they meet at school or elsewhere... [Outro] She don't like the lights, she don't want the clothes She don't like reflections, she don't like to show Put concealer on just to hide the lows She don't know she'd be Marilyn Monroe If she just left it alone, if she just let herself go Fake attitudes run loose to seclude her blues Her j**els too, another tool to shoo away her true colors It's a cool cover designed to disguise and hide under Created by cruel mothers and rude brothers Who use rubbers and abuse others A world of fake friends who chase after fake lovers And flawless hearts are corrupt by dark thoughts Who can't stop blaming their faults for love lost