I took a train to Wheeling
With my mom and dad
You went through the ceiling
And got terribly mad
There were acquisitions
In your sly, unfunny jokes
What's wrong in a girl's going home
To see her folk's folks? . . . (laugh)

You're jealous, you're jealous
And that means that you're also in love
'Cause when fellas get jealous
That means they love the girl they're jealous of

Jean had a slumber-party
And invited her girl friends
A "girls only" party
For girls and not for men
But you came there a-knockin'
On the door and made me cry
You had some stupid reason
That you gave for coming by . . . (laugh)

You're jealous, you're jealous
....

My brother, he just flew in
On a leave from overseas
He called me from the airport
And said, "Sis, call the police."
He said, "There's some kid watchin'
Every move that I make."
I said, "It's O.K. brother Fred
It's just my steady date." . . . (laugh)

He's jealous, he's jealous
....