Maybe not the worst but definitely down there is :

"This morning I wanted a cup of coffee but I dint have any cream

Last night I wanted some inspiration but I didn't have any dreams"

And this gem by LFO may be worse than "Summer Girls". You be the judge. Here's "I Will Show You Mine":

I Will Show You Mine
Hook:
Cherry bubblicious and coco-pop

Got you on my mind, and it just won't stop
Tilt-a-whirl, baby girl, Slip and slide
We can swing it left, cuz I think you're fly
Verse 1:

You got the curves, the sway, I can't look away
Girl, you got my pure devotion
With every move you make, I'm so hard I could break
Girl, you're poetry in motion
~Chorus:~

Ohh, baby you know you're drivin' me crazy
But tonight i'm watching every dream I had come true
You say I will show you mine, if you will show me yours
And one by one we're throwing all our clothing on the floor
You say don't blow out the candles, cuz I want you to see
And suddenly you're naked standing right in front of me
Baby I see you
Verse 2:


You got the mouth, the lips
Girl I've got to kiss
All your body's made for pleasure
You make me feel like a man should feel
Like a man of steel, you've got a hidden treasure
~Chorus~

Rap:

Pop rock baby, you don't stop

We got this, met her on the L-train, radiator hotness
Orange tootsie pop, and a colgate smile
Visions in my mind of me and her gettin' wild
Shimmie coco-pop, boogie down, fluffer nutter
Once you get with me, then there will never be another
Come on everybody, let's all get down
I need a real love baby, won't you please come around
~Chorus~


@ HOOK: Cherry bubblicious and coco pop!

MY WIG FELL OFF
Hey, wait a minute
Don't step on it
My toupee is out on the floor
Watch out for my mood ring!
Nineteen button shirts in all the latest designs
I'm wearing all twelve astrological signs
And what's worse?- You know let me tell you about it:

Trying to pass for eighteen
Is a tough thing to do
You can't make it in the disco
When you're forty-two
I been lookin' for love
Every disco in town
My wig's gettin' shaky
My truss is slipping down
My wig fell off
Don't step on it out on the floor
My pacemaker's busted
My Polygrip won't hold no more
These girls laugh
At my fish net shirt
When they call me grandpa
That really hurts
Looked in my mirror
Didn't look forty-two
All that shakin' and sweating
Musta come unglued
My wig fell off
Hand my toupee to me
I'm quitting the disco
I'm almost forty-three

Hey, look out, buddy
Get off my wig
Oops, I didn't -realize
you was quite so big
G-o ahead and keep it
Keep my mood ring, too
Gimme back my denture
Or I'll have to use kung fu- ugh, ugh!
My wig fell off
Hand my toupee to me
I'm quitting the disco
I'm almost forty-three
My wig fell off
My elevator shoes, my hip jewelry
Sell 'em at a yard sale somewhere
Anybody wanna buy all twelve astrological signs?
Anybody wanna buy eighteen button shirts in all the latest designs?
Anybody wanna buy a wig?-- you can have my wig for next to nothin'
I'm quittin' the disco, I'm quitting the disco, y'all
I can't take it no more
Too much heartbreak- too much pain
Too much heartbreak- too much pain
Hey..., I didn't, I didn't see you in this place before...