Jacky, O Jacky, slaying nymphos in Whitechapel.
Jacky, O Jacky, we're like fish in a barrel.
Jacky, O Jacky, how I wish you could see
Jacky, O Jacky, how much you really mean to me.
If I were to wait right here on street's corner
Would it be me you would come for, your next fresh slaughter?
Perhaps you would slit my throat and leave me for dead
Or perhaps, as a trophy, you would keep my head.
I admire your work; consider me a fan
You chop up those bodies like no-one else can!
Your letters to the police force do make me wonder
How incompetent the blues are, they're like moths in thunder!
I hope that if you **** me you'll take my kidney
So you can write "From ****" 2.0 rather quickly!
I'll even allow you to take my pancreas
And maybe you'll post it in a horse-drawn ambulance.
Jacky, O Jacky, you're a force to be admired.
Jacky, O Jacky, hearing about you will never make me tired.
Jacky, O Jacky, I'm right next to the tree.
Jacky, O Jacky, come play a game with me!