Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lazers 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 Ooo, woo, ooo Ooo, get back on me 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, ooo, whoa He 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 Ooo, woo, ooo 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, ooo, whoa 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 Ooo, woo, ooo Ooo, woo, ooo 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, ooo, whoa 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, ooo, whoa Go Go, go