Alan Pring - King Of The Rollerbladers Lyrics

Jimmy J Jackson, my best mate
Leaves his bedroom in a state
Stays in bed 'til half past eight
Doesn't like sprouts or onions

But he is the King of the rollerbladers, champion of our street
He's the Prince of our school and he's nobody's fool
When his blades are on his feet, on his feet
He's the King of our street

Jimmy J Jackson, better watch out
We think we heard your mum shout
She's after you without a doubt
She has got a face like thunder

But he is the King of the rollerbladers, champion of our street
He's the Prince of our school and he's nobody's fool
When his blades are on his feet, on his feet
He's the King of our street

She's really mad, and so is your gran
They're out to catch you if they can
For putting your socks in the frying pan
You had better get your skates on

But he is the King of the rollerbladers, champion of our street
He's the Prince of our school and he's nobody's fool,
When his blades are on his feet, on his feet
He's the King of our street

Rollerblader, King of our street Rollerblader, really upbeat
Rollerblader, Prince of our school
Rollerblader, rollerblader, nobody's fool
Rollerblader, King of our street Rollerblader, really upbeat
Rollerblader, Prince of our school
Rollerblader, rollerblader, nobody's fool

Jimmy J Jackson, he is the King of our street
Jimmy J Jackson