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 rat's dick before she'd fuck 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, you're 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, you're killin' me!
Look here comes the jerk
Look here comes the jerk
Look here comes the jerk
Look here comes the jerk
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, you're killin' me!
The Jerk was written by Iggy Pop & Whitey Kirst.
The Jerk was produced by Iggy Pop.