She was my lover She was working undercover Oh the woman knew all of the moves She really had me rompin' We were barefoot stompin' She just kept igniting my fuse I was blinded by the blackness Of her long silk stockings She was rocking with an optical

Billie Jean is not my lover She's just a girl who claims that I am the one But the kid is not my son She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son People always told me, "Be careful of what you do She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene I