Single

Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
I always mingle but I'm still single 
Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
My eyes they tingle but I'm still single 

I dye my hair and polish my nails, tan my skin, starve to stay tin 
I pump iron and run my laps, work my ass in aerobic class 
My friends say you're a kind of vain 
Your desperate manhunt drives you insane 
But what am I supposed to do? 
I don't have the faintest clue 

Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
I always mingle but I'm still single 
Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
My eyes they tingle but I'm still single.

In night care mask and Carmen curlers, 
I fall deep in a beauty sleep When I wake up 
I read my own bible Vouge, Elle and eat Dietorelle 
My friends say you're a kind of vain 
Your desperate manhunt drives you insane 
But what am I supposed to do?
I don't have the faintest clue 

Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
I always mingle but I'm still single 
Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
My eyes they tingle but I'm still single.

I'm in my own work of art, that's my pride and joy of heart 
It takes a lot of energy, to keep my dear vanity 

Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
I always mingle but I'm still single 
Where's my boy with the jumping joy? 
My eyes they tingle but I'm still single.