Jake Summers Lyrics

Bought a present for my guy

I bought him a pair of second hand boots

Those boots were white not pink

He liked to think, that he wore them well

He took them to the park, he wore them out

And played with the geese

Those geese were stupified

When he turned around and cried

That's not nice he said, that's not nice, what you did to me

That's not nice he said, that's not nice, the way you treat me

I'm alright he said, I'm alright, it's always been me

(Ah ah ah ah)

Hey you, what's-your-face

I have a pocket full of fists, you got a stupid face

Hey you, know your place

You're like Kentucky fried chicken but without the taste

Hey you, get some grace,

You know you're driving miss daisy all over the place

Hey you, you're taking up space

And you're a fucking disappointment to the human race (oh! )

And everybody knows, Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers' the man

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He met a friendly face in the Isle of Man

And then he took it to the states and started a band

He took it to a sushi bar named G.I Joes

And then he took a bit of playdo and he stuck it up his nose

Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summers Summer,

Jake Summers is the man, Jake Summers is the man,

He's the man with with the Californian jacket, his rock and roll band

Jake Summer Summer Summer Summer Summer Summer Summer Summer Summer

(Jake Summers is the man Jake Summers is the man he can do he can do it he can do he can with his rock and roll band Jake Summers is the man oh yeah what a fucking man he can take it to apollo with a plectrum in his hand)

He's the man

That's not nice he said, that's not nice, what you did to me

That's not nice he said, that's not nice, the way you treat me

I'm alright he said, I'm alright, it's always been me

FFFFUUUCCCKKK!

Hey cutie what's with your nose

Take the focus off, take off your clothes

Hey baby what's with this smile

You know he smells like ham and he tastes like bile

Hey baby where's your board you know you're a nightmare bunji breaking whore (?)

Hey baby you were the bedroom king

Well I'm so sorry for breaking your ding-a-ling-a-ling