Tinchy Stryder - In the Jungle lyrics

[Hook 1: Tinchy & Jake] There's like ten campmates in the jungle Eating out of tins, no plates in the jungle Rice and beans, no steaks in the jungle All real, no fakes in the jungle And nobody never break in the jungle It's your turn, Michael [Verse 1: Michael] Michael's my name and I'm real cool Stuck in the jungle, feeling like a fool Pants are red, got no bed Jungle sk**s never learned at school Banged up here with the lord of misrule Jumping up and down, heading for a fall Jimmy's the name, footy's the game Man's a machine, never gonna stall, in the jungle [Hook 2: Tinchy & Jake] No plates in the jungle Rice and beans, no steaks in the jungle All real, no fakes in the jungle And nobody never break in the jungle Go [Verse 2: Michael] Queen of the bowls is mistress Melanie Food's from heaven but it's not heavenly Tarzan's twin, that's Carl Fogarty Swinging through the hills but they ain't Beverly We'd k** for curry but we don't mean 'Dwina We quite like Kendra but she could be cleaner Too many singers to point the finger Tinch, Jake, Nadia, who could be meaner? Ah, what about Queen Vicky? Man, that would be trick in the jungle [Hook 3: Tinchy & Jake] Ah, swear down, it really gets tricky in the jungle Eating out of tins, no plates in the jungle Rice and beans, no steaks in the jungle All real, no fakes in the jungle And nobody never break in the jungle Just tins, no plates in the jungle Rice and beans, no steaks in the jungle All real, no fakes in the jungle And nobody never break in the jungle Ya dun know Michael Flee