She chatters on and on About her guy, Though they're not dating yet They're as close as the fingers on my hand. And I'm the awkward thing in the middle Not even an object just a thing Doesn't she realize I'm jealous? Yes I guess I am a single pringle Singing a single jingle But that's not really me. I don't want to be stuck And I wonder Has this ever happened to me before? Has this ever happened to you?