David Bowie
The Jean Genie
Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers
Ate all the razors while pulling the waiters
Talking about Monroe and walking on Snow White
New York's a go-go, and everything taste nice
Poor little Greenie
Oooh

The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, screams and he bawls
The Jean Genie, let yourself go whoa

Sits like a man, but he smiles like a reptile
She loves him, she loves him, but just for a short while
She'll scratch in the sand, won't let go his hand
He says he's a beautician and sells you nutrition
Keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear
Poor little Greenie
Oooh

The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, screams and he bawls
The Jean Genie, let yourself go whoa
So simple minded, he can't drive his module
He bites on the neon and sleeps in a capsule
Loves to be loved
Loves to be loved

The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, screams and he bawls
The Jean Genie, let yourself go whoa
Go...
Go, go...

The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
He's outrageous, screams and he bawls
The Jean Genie, let yourself go whoa
Go...
Go, go...