I don’t like the way he’s looking at you I’m starting to think you want him too Am I crazy, have I lost ya? Even though I know you love me, can’t help it I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest I’m getting red in the face You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect It’s my right to be hellish I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous I wish you didn’t have to post it all I wish you’d save a little bit just for me Protective or possessive, yeah Call it passive or aggressive I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest I’m getting red in the face You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect It’s my right to be hellish I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous You’re the only one invited I said there’s no one else for you 'Cause you know I get excited, yeah When you get jealous too I turn my cheer music up And I’m puffing my chest I’m turning red in the face You can call me obsessed It’s not your fault that they hover I mean no disrespect It’s my right to be hellish I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous 'Cause you’re too sexy, beautiful And everybody wants a taste That’s why (that’s why) I still get jealous Oh (that’s why) I still get jealous Oh (that’s why) I still get jealous