New Jersey Girl lyrics
by Nerf Herder
Well, I met her at the Trocadero in Philly
Backstage at the Bloodhound show
She said she was from Cherry Hill, Cherry Hill
Through lips like cherries in the snow
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
Come on and rock my world
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
I want to love you
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
With your crazy f*cked up hair
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
You're wicked awesome
She didn't talk to Charlie
Our old bass player
And she didn't go off with Steve
Not the cougar, not the cougar
She took me up to the balcony
Past Kenneth Keith Kallenbach
And give a Yuengling to me
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
Come on and rock my world
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
I want to love you
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
With your crazy f*cked up hair
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
You're wicked awesome
Her brother calls me Blowjob
When I call her on the phone
He says, "Hey f*ck-wad, are you wackin' it, are you wackin' it?"
No, but is your sister home?
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
Come on and rock my world
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
I want to love you
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
With your crazy f*cked up hair
New Jersey girl, New Jersey girl
You're wicked awesome
La la la la la...
New Jersey girl