If your hair touches your face
I'm jealous of your skin
If you say someone a word
I'm jealous of your tongue
I'm jealous of you
I'm jealous from my heart
God what kind of love it is?
I'm gonna die suffering
Don't wear on your chest
I'm jealous of your rose
I'm jealous of your waist
From belt which wraps you
I'm jealous of you
I'm jealous from my heart
God what kind of love it is?
I'm gonna die suffering