I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
I don't want to be your eight-hundred call anymore
If you're wanting my insurance, then you gotta earn it
I don't want no half-price love
I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
And break someone's heart

Why you always sound so formal on the phone?
Talkin' kinda low, like you're not alone
Guessin' she's around you
Puttin' on her clothes, wonder if she knows

Every night you're in the kitchen
When she thinks you're doing dishes
But she's growing a suspicion
'Cause they're still in the sink
Every mornin' when she questions it
You get out of confessin'
'Cause you never ever mention you were talkin' to me

I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm (Ooh)
I don't want to be your eight-hundred call anymore (Ooh)
If you're wanting my insurance, then you gotta earn it
I don't want no half-price love
I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
And break someone's heart

Don't have any khakis or a collared shirt
No, I've never worked in customer support
I'll never do your taxes, and I'm pretty sure that I sound like a girl

Every night you're in the kitchen
When she thinks you're doing dishes
But she's growing a suspicion
'Cause they're still in the sink
Every mornin' when she questions it
You get out of confessin'
'Cause you never ever mention you were talkin' to me

I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm (Ooh)
I don't want to be your eight-hundred call anymore (Ooh)
If you're wanting my insurance, then you gotta earn it
I don't want no half-price love
I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
And break someone's heart

I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
I don't wanna be
(I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm)
I don't want to be your Jake from State Farm
(I don't want to be your eight-hundred call)
I don't wanna be