.[Verse 1]
Whenever I got nothing going on
I call my old friend jealousy up on the phone
Unpack my little blue bags, oh
Throw them on the lawn
Wait for her to come strolling along
[Verse 2]
Here she comes
She's getting high on the little white light
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