Look, here comes the jerk!
See the guy with the fakey smile,
Talkin' to my girl in a friendly style.
He thinks he's quite the flirt,
She'd suck a rats' dick before she'd f*ck
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
Thats why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
He hangs out by the ladies room,
His pick up line is like the voice of doom.
"Hey baby do ya wanna go out with me,
and by the way I make a lotta money."
His method just don't work,
That's why the guy's a jerk.
By the office Johnny lurks,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
Iggy Pop - The Jerk Lyrics
Iggy Pop - The Jerk Lyrics
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Look, here comes the jerk!
See the guy with the fakey smile,
Talkin' to my girl in a friendly style.
He thinks he's quite the flirt,
She'd suck a rats' dick before she'd f*ck
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
Thats why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
He hangs out by the ladies room,
His pick up line is like the voice of doom.
"Hey baby do ya wanna go out with me,
and by the way I make a lotta money."
His method just don't work,
That's why the guy's a jerk.
By the office Johnny lurks,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
See the guy with the fakey smile,
Talkin' to my girl in a friendly style.
He thinks he's quite the flirt,
She'd suck a rats' dick before she'd f*ck
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
Thats why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
He hangs out by the ladies room,
His pick up line is like the voice of doom.
"Hey baby do ya wanna go out with me,
and by the way I make a lotta money."
His method just don't work,
That's why the guy's a jerk.
By the office Johnny lurks,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
look here comes the jerk
Him his brain is full of dirt,
That's why the guy's a jerk,
His balls are gonna burst,
That's why the guy's a jerk
Oh man you're killin' me!
Hey man your killin me!
Writer: IGGY POP, WHITEY KIRST, WHITNEY KIRST
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC