Billy Corgan - The Jean Genie Lyrics
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The Jean Genie
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What Are The Lyrics For The Jean Genie By Billy Corgan?
A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas And ate all your razors while pullin' the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walkin' on snow white New York's a go-go and everything tastes right Poor little Greene Oh Hoo, ooo, ooo Give up now Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous (Jean Genie) He screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go Ooo, oww Sits like a man but smiles like a reptiles She love him, she love him but just for a short while So, 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 Greene Hoo, ooo, ooo Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous (Jean Genie) He screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go Ooo, oww So simple minded he can't drive his module He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule (Aah) Loves to be loved (Aah) Loves to be loved Aaa, ooo Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous (Jean Genie) He screams and he bawls Jean Genie, let yourself go Ooo, oww Go, go Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous (Jean Genie) He screams and he bawls Jean Genie let yourself go Ooo, oww Go, go, go |
Who Wrote The Jean Genie By Billy Corgan?
David Bowie
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