Sixteen Saltines

She's got stickers on her locker And the boy's number's there in magic marker I'm hungry and the hunger will linger I eat sixteen saltine crackers Then I lick my fingers Well every morning I deliver the news Black hat, white shoes and I'm red all over She's got a pink mailbox that she puts out front Garbage in, garbage out She's getting what she wants Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? If I get busy then I couldn't care less what you do But when I'm by myself, I think of nothing else Than if a boy just might be getting through and touching you Spike heels make a hole in a life boat Drifting away when I'm talking and laughing as we float I hear her whistle, that's how I know she's home Lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home Force fed forced meds till I drop dead You can't defeat her, when you meet her You'll get what I said The Lord knows there's a method to her madness But the Lord's joke is a boat in a sea of sadness She doesn't know but when she's gone I sit and drink her perfume And I'm sure she's drinking too But why, where and what for and who? And I'm solo rowing On one side of the boat Looking out, throwing up A life saver down my throat Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who? Who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous who's jealous of who?