The Jean Genie - David Bowie (大卫·鲍伊)

Lyrics by：Bowie

Composed by：Bowie/David Bowie

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city

Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers

And 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 nice

Poor little Greenie

Woo-hoo

Get back one

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous he screams and he bawls

The Jean Genie let yourself go oh

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

And keeps all your dead hair for making up underwear

Poor little Greenie

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous he screams and he bawls

The Jean Genie let yourself go whoa-oh

He's so simple minded he can't drive his module

He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule

Loves to be loved

Loves to be loved

Woo-hoo

Woo-hoo

Oh the Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous he screams and he bawls

The Jean Genie let yourself go oh

Go

Go

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous he screams and he bawls

The Jean Genie let yourself go oh

Go

Go go