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 allover She's got a big mailbox, that she puts up 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 Ah ah ah ah, spike heels make a hole in a lifeboat Jumpin' and waving, I'm talking and laughing as we float I hear a whistle, that's how I know she's home Lipstick, eyelash, broke mirror, broken home Force-fed, force mixed 'til I drop dead You can't defeat her, when you meet her you'll be what I said And Lord knows there's a method to her madness But the Lord's joke is a boat in the sea of sadness She doesn't know but when she's gonna sit and drink up a few I'm sure she's drinking two, but wondering what for and who And I'm solo rollin', I'm one side off the boat Looking out, throwing up, a lifesaver 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?