Sitting on the corner,
Trying hard to think.
You came over and whispered to me:
"You look pretty in pink".
"Pink", I said, "I never wear",
"It clashes with my hair".
If I'm green with envy, I could kill.
Oh, envy.
Oh, my envy.
Oh, envy.
Oh, my envy.
Dreaming of that covergirl.
Trying hard to be.
Like that pretty covergirl.
I wish that was me...