The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls (Jean Genie) Jean Genie, let yourself go, whoah The Jean Genie lives on his back Poor little Greenie, ooh-ooh A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and

Whoa, whoa, whoa Whoa, whoa, whoa, I remember love on a rooftop We couldn't make our love stop We were giving all that we got I remember holding you so tight Ooh, when kissing lasted all night Love on a rooftop We never stop to see

Whoa oh oh oh oh, Mona Lisa Say what you mean Tell me I'm right And let the sun rain down on me Give me a sign I want to believe You're guaranteed to run this town I'd pay to see you frown There's nothing wrong with just a taste of what you've paid for

(Yeah, I'm free, yeah, I'm free, yeah) But, whoa, at least I am free, oh, oh, I am free See, whoa, c’est la vie Maybe something’s wrong with me I don’t do yoga, never tried Pilates Not many people want me at their parties Tryna find my place, some place,

Halloween without the monsters, oh Nothing even seems okay I will never be the same without you Now we're one without the doctor Whoah oh oh oh Iphone with no wi-fi

(Whoa-a oh oh oh) Where we're gonna go I don't care what nobody says We're gonna have a baby She's buckled up on navy She don't care what her momma says No she gonna have my baby People call us renegades We like takin' on the town

You know you shook me, you shook me all night long Whoa you shook me, pretty mama, you shook me all night long Oh you just kept on shakin' me baby, oh you done messed up my happy home What's gonna happen to my poor wife and child You know you move me

Next thing we're touching Oh, everybody's starry-eyed Whoa oh oh ah ah And everybody goes And my body goes Whoa oh oh ah ah You look at me it's like you hit me with lightning Oh, oh, starry eyed

Just like driving on an open highway Never knowing what we're gonna find Just like two kids, baby, always trying to live it up What we got is Whoa, yeah, that's our kind of love That's right, oh that's right Oh, that's our kind of love You wear your

Tired of love songs, tired of love Wanna go home, whoa Just wanna go home, wanna go home I'm so tired of love songs, tired of love songs So tired of love songs, tired of love songs I, I, oh I, yeah Trying my best to meet somebody But everybody around