Well I'd rather see you dead, little boy Than to see you with another girl You better keep your head, little boy Or you won't last in my world You better run for your life if you can, little boy Hide your head in the sand, little boy Catch you with another girl That's the end, little boy Well you know that I'm a wicked chick And I was born with a jealous mind And I can't spend my whole life Trying just to make you toe the line So you better run for your life if you can, little boy Hide your head in the sand, little boy Catch you with another girl That's the end. Hmm. Let this be a sermon I mean everything I've said Baby, I'm determined Cause I'd rather see you dead You better run for your life if you can, little boy Hide your head in the sand, baby boy Catch you with another girl That's the end You hear me? Well I'd rather see you dead, little boy Than to see you with another girl You better keep your head, little boy Or you won't last in my world You better run for your life if you can, little boy Hide your head in the sand, little boy Catch you with another girl That's the end, little boy