David Bowie - Jean Genie Lyrics

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Jean Genie

Jean Genie Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Jean Genie By David Bowie?
A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city
Strung out on lasers and slash-back blazers Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking 'bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go, and everything tastes right Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh Keep her comin' The Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah Sits like a man but he smiles like a reptile She love him, she love 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 And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh The Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah He's 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 Oh, Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah Go! Go! The Jean Genie lives on his back The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah Go, go go! |
Who Wrote Jean Genie By David Bowie?
Raymond Klages, Fats Waller
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