You got your new clothes and your new friends to match

And too many dishes and a boyfriend, what a catch

Ladies doing nothing, that's your claim to fame

Oh yeah, uh huh, now you're all the same

I wish I still had something better to do

Than to cry about my clothes and my new hairdo

No one saying nothing, just stand in line

To what do we owe these fabulous times?

Gimme gimme gimme more things! more things!

Does it really make you happy, is that really what you mean?

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?

At least all the guys know if they fuck with me

That I'll fuck them up indefinitely

I don't know who you think you're trying to impress

But when you try too hard you get much less

You're saying there's a fight, but there's no contest

You can say you're better, but you know I'm the best

Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!

It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?

I know that all you try to do is put me down

But no one really cares about your hanging around

You're acting fucken stupid, we can all see that

But I ain't telling no one, 'cause a fact is a fact

I'm glad I could provide you with something to do

Like someone new to hate, well I hate you too

Gimme gimme gimme more things! more thing!

Does it really make you happy, is it really what you mean?

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh

Do you wanna own someone, do you wanna own something?

Tell me tell me tell me one thing! one thing!

It's my scene and things, do you know what I mean?

"The Boy Is Mine" oh oh oh oh oh

Gimme gimme gimme one thing!