He was so blah
And obsessed with moi
Could we be anymore mismatched?
I'm just a star
And he's just a jerk
Where more could he lurk?
He followed me
All round the town
I told him to get the hell away
All of my friends covered their nose
He didn't really smell like a rose

He was a stalker boy
He followed me everywhere
He didn't have no taste in clothes
He stole a bra of mine
And made up a little shrine
Hanging up on his bedroom door

Five years before
He sat at home
Looking at pictures in porno mags
He turns on TV
Guess who it's on?
Little me rocking on VH-1
He called up his friends
They already saw
They told him that I was a fake biatch
He followed me then
From there evermore
Even when I called the cops

He was a stalker boy
He followed me everywhere
He didn't have no taste in clothes
Just 'cause I'm a superstar
He wants more of my bras
To wear when he gets home
He was a stalker boy
He followed me everywhere
He didn't have no taste in clothes
Just 'cause I'm a superstar
He wants more of my bras
To wear when he gets home

(Instrumental)

Sorry, dude but you've missed out
Well tough luck, I'm all free now
He followed me a bit too much
So I called the friggin' cops
Too bad that he couldn't be
Slightly less in love with me
He'll make more than just good friends
When he drops the soap and bends

He was so blah
Obsessed with moi
Could we be anymore mismatched?
He was in love
The little turd
I rocked his fuckin' world

Now there's no more stalker boy
He followed me everywhere
So I called the cops on him
They took him to his hell
And gave him a little cell
With about nine other men
There's no more stalker boy
He followed me everywhere
So I called the cops on him
They took him to his hell
And gave him a little cell
With about nine other men