I heard you've been talking bout me
One doesn't take too kindly to
Rumors I been chasing your man
Three is a crowd baby, what you looking at me for
You been telling tall tales
Spreadin your hurt all over this town
He done put you through hell
Bedding every skirt
For miles around
If it makes you feel better you can call me Jolene
If he treats you like trash then sugar he'd probably do the same to me
I don't want to take your man
Just because I can
If it makes you feel better you can call me Jolene
It seems you've confused me with a
Kind of girl that come real cheap
Be weary of the company you keep
See there's more to life than
You don't really want to share
Better get mad like we do it in the south
Cause nobody really gonna care
Unless you get mad
Stop running your mouth
Dolly really knew her stuff
Some girls play the game they can't get enough
Is he really worth the tears he cost?
If his eyes are prone to wander, then let him get lost
