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The Jean Genie

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. But she knows she really loves him. It's a crash course for the ravers (got got do ah). It's a drive-in Saturday.

The Prettiest Star

The prettiest star. One day, though it might as well be someday. You and I will rise up all the way. All because of what you are. The prettiest star. Staying back in your memory. Are the movies in the past?.

How you moved is all it takes. It's a, it's a, it's a, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir. Who'll love Aladdin Sane. The prettiest star. Staying back in your memory. Are the movies in the past?. How you moved is all it takes. You caught yourself a trick down . On Sunset and Vine. But since he pinned you baby. You're a porcupine.

You sold me illusions for a sack full of checks. You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex. Crack, baby, crack. Show me you're real. Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel.