The Jean Genie (Live)

Poor little greenie snuck into the city

Strung out on lasers and slash-back blazers

Ate all the razors while pulling the waiters

Talking 'bout Monroe, walking on Snow White

New York's a no-go where everything tastes nice

Poor little Greenie

Ooh Lord

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's, he's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself go, let yourself go

Sits like a man but he smiles like a reptile

She loves him, she loves him, just for a short while

Crash in the sand, she won't let go of his hand

He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition

And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear

Poor little Greenie

Ooh Lord

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's, he's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself, let yourself go

Oh, let yourself go

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's, he's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself go, let yourself go

Oh

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's, he's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself go, let yourself go

Let yourself go

Whodunnit

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's, he's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself go, let yourself go

You know him

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls

Jean Genie, let yourself, let yourself go

Let yourself go

Whoa