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Jakes my man,my main squeeze I'm so good at English, it brings him to his knees He sits behind me looking hot, I hope nobody tries to take his spot If only I knew how to cook I could invite him for dinner and we could study our English book If I had his picture I'd hang it on my wall I hope I run into him tommorow at the mall He's so hot he is on fire He's my english boy, my desire Come and take me you manly stud I'm waiting for you in the tub I dream about you all day long Thats mainly why Jen wrote this lame-ass song Aus Songtexte Mania