http://www.cnn.com/updated 12:46 a.m. EDT, Tue October 9, 2007
From my window I'm staring while my coffee grows cold. Look over there! (Where?) There's a lady that I used to know. She's married now, or engaged, or something, so I am told. Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here.
Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street. I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth. Look over there! (Where?) Here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend. They say that looks don't count for much. If so, there goes your proof. Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here.
But if looks could kill, there's a man there who's marked down as dead. Cause I've had my fill. Listen you, take your hands off her head. I get so mean around this scene. Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me there's something going wrong around here.
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