On my TV screen Every Labor Day Fuckin' Jerry Lewis Make him go away Make him go away Make him go away He's fucked up my Labor Day Make him go away One, two, three, four Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya You're gonna run, you're gonna hide Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya And make you commit TV suicide Give him 24 hours He'll do what he please He'd be on welfare If it weren't for this disease Make him go away Make him go away He's fucked up my Labor Day Make him go away One, two, earth, shoe Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya You're gonna run, you're gonna hide Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya And make you commit TV suicide His eyes get red And his voice gets mean I guess it's what you get When you take amphetamine Make him go away Make him go away He's fucked up my Labor Day Make him go away One, two, three, four Jerry Lewis, I'm comin' to get ya You're gonna run, you're gonna hide Jerry Lewis, this squad's gonna get ya And make you commit TV suicide In France they appreciate me In France they know I'm a genius