Jealous Songtext

You don't owe me nothing, son of a bitch, you're right
Just keep your dome high, mouth moving like the tide
Outside is where we take it when it doesn't add up
I'd rather pinch my pennies than fill a con man's cup
Yeah

And I'm a jealous motherfucker, I'm a jealous motherfucker
I could kill a man, I think I think I can...

Girl in peacoat with the coke-blown nose