Chip the Quarterback

Verse 1

Hey my name’s Chip, but you can call me ace
The year’s 1987, I got the perfect face
I got me a jacket, I wear it everywhere
The mall, bed, shower I don’t even care
Hey there nerd, I better get paid
Gonna get me some trojans so I can get laid
I’m the coolest at school, I’m the quarterback
My girl’s a cheerleader cause she’s got a nice rack

Chorus
The girls all drool, he owns the school, he’s really cool, he’s Chip the quarterback
He scores every week, although he kinda reeks, but he ain’t no geek he’s Chip the quarterback

Verse 2

Lets grab a soda down at the mall
Yer like ok Corey thats a good call
Valerie said I’m a hot hunk of meat
And Cindy said my jacket was really neat
I’ve got no apparent job but a really swell car
Coach said one day I’m gonna be a huge star
I’m all you could wish for from a mom
hey lets spike the punch at the prom

Chorus

After chorus bit

I’m a jock
And I’m really cool
I’m a jock
I FUCKIN’ RULE

Lyrics by Greg Redfern
Music by Greg Redfern

All Songs Copyright Operation Lager 1999
(Greg Redfern , Ben Saxon , Justin Spaull , Steven Gero and Alan Whitehead)