Lyrics Don't Be A Douchebag - Jump Smokers

Don't Be A Douchebag

Oh my god, girl, check out this guy
I mean like does he have enough gel in his hair?
And nice T shirt
And the sunglasses, c’mon, in a club?
I’m so over it, what a douchebag
Check your T shirt before you leave your house
Does it really fit or would it fit on Minnie Mouse?
Hand for the gel to make your hair all spiky
Then you’re looking in the mirror like, «Why don’t these girls like me?»
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
If it’s winter in the Chi, you shouldn’t be tan
Unless you’re Asian, Puerto Rican, black, or Mexican
Ed hardy hat, bro, you’re over 30
This is just a warning or you’ll end up on the dirty
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
You think it’s only guys but you girls are guilty, too
That Louis bag is fake, I bet my life your breasts are, too
Bleached blond hair and a super kissy face
I’ve seen that chick in person, she looks better on MySpace
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag
Don’t be a douchebag