Lyric hook:
I’m the king of cool, it’s dirty job that I gotta do, I'm living proof that it's the truth
Lyrics:
King of Cool
(They call me the King of Cool – Now listen up, fool…)
I’m a bad boy by my birth right
I look good, on ten tonight
Got a chip on my shoulder as big as my head
I got your girl, she’s in my bed
I’m loud, crude and really rude
People say I got an attitude
So I’ll make it plain – better know my name
Comin’ at you like a hurricane
Chorus:
I’m the King of Cool
It’s dirty job that I gotta do
I’m the King of Cool
I’m lining proof that it’s the truth
I’m the King
All my friends know I’m the best
Cuz I’m wild, and proud, and living fast
I got fine ladies at my place
I’m so bad, I’m in your face
Had all the girls livin’ on my block
I gave ‘em all a piece of the rock
Second to none, I’m havin’ fun
And you can call me number one
Chorus
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I passed the test, I’m the best
Don’t mess around, I own this town
C’mon, sing it
And everybody knows it
That’s me