The Jean Genie
A small Jean Genie snuck off to the cityStrung out on lasers and slash back blazersAte all your razors while pulling the waitersTalking 'bout Monroe and walking on Snow WhiteNew York's a go-go and everything tastes nicePoor little Greenie
Jean Genie lives on his backThe Jean Genie loves chimney stacksHe's outrageous, he screams and he bawlsJean Genie, let yourself go!
Sits like a man but he smiles like a reptileShe loves him, she loves himBut just for a short whileShe'll scratch in the sandWon't let go his handHe says he's a beautician and sells you nutritionAnd keeps all your dead hair for making up underwearPoor little Greenie
Jean Genie lives on his backThe Jean Genie loves chimney stacksHe's outrageous, he screams and he bawlsJean Genie, let yourself go!
He's so simple mindedHe can't drive his moduleHe bites on the neonAnd sleeps in the capsuleLoves to be loved, loves to be loved
Jean Genie lives on his backThe Jean Genie loves chimney stacksHe's outrageous, he screams and he bawlsJean Genie, let yourself go!