Jealous (gospel version)

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right, I can't help it
I still get jealous

She didn't have to put me down
I wish she'd saved a little bit just for me
Protective or possessive (yeah)
Call it passive or aggressive

I turn my cheek, music up
And I’m puffing my chest
I’m getting ready to face you
Can call me obsessed

It’s not your fault that they hover
I mean no disrespect
It’s my right, I can't help it
I still get jealous

You’re too crazy beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

You’re too crazy beautiful
And everybody wants a taste
That’s why (that’s why)
I still get jealous

I still get
I still get jealous
I still get jealous
I still get jealous

(One more time now, c'mon)
I still get jealous