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