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 19 
New York's a go-go 19 
and everything tastes right 
Poor little Greenie 
 
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The Jean Genie lives on his back 
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks 
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls 
Jean Genie let yourself go! 
 
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 
 
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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 
 
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