The Jean Genie/Gloria Songtext
von David Bowie
The Jean Genie/Gloria Songtext
Poor little Genie snuck into 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 Genie
Oh Yeah
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 Genie
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
(The Jean Genie) 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
Loves to be loved
Woo
She come and goes
She coming down
She come and go down
Anywhere you wanna go
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
You're coming to one tomorrow
Tell me what you wanna do
You′re gonna see
You're gonna hide
You′re gonna see, hide, hide
Tell me what you wanna do
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
You're coming to one tomorrow
Tell what you wanna do
Tell me about it
You gonna tell me about my baby
She's been around
About 5′4
From Hair to the ground
She comes on back
Tryna found me in the night
Makes me feel so good
Makes me feel alright
And her name is
G-
L-
O-
R-
I-A-I-A-I-A-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria
Don′t tell him about my baby
Yes, she comes around
Makes me feel so good
Makes me feel alright
Yes, she comes round my street
Yes, she comes to my house
Yes, she knocks on my door
Makes me feel alright
And her name is
G-
L-
O-
R-
I-A-I-A-I-A-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria (G-L-O-R-I-A)
Gloria (makes me feel okay)
Gloria (makes me feel alright)
Gloria (need some every night)
Gloria (how I love that girl)
Gloria (Oh yeah)
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 Genie
Oh Yeah
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 Genie
The Jean Genie lives on his back
The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks
(The Jean Genie) 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
Loves to be loved
Woo
She come and goes
She coming down
She come and go down
Anywhere you wanna go
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
You're coming to one tomorrow
Tell me what you wanna do
You′re gonna see
You're gonna hide
You′re gonna see, hide, hide
Tell me what you wanna do
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
You're coming to one tomorrow
Tell what you wanna do
Tell me about it
You gonna tell me about my baby
She's been around
About 5′4
From Hair to the ground
She comes on back
Tryna found me in the night
Makes me feel so good
Makes me feel alright
And her name is
G-
L-
O-
R-
I-A-I-A-I-A-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria
Don′t tell him about my baby
Yes, she comes around
Makes me feel so good
Makes me feel alright
Yes, she comes round my street
Yes, she comes to my house
Yes, she knocks on my door
Makes me feel alright
And her name is
G-
L-
O-
R-
I-A-I-A-I-A-I-A
G-L-O-R-I-A
Gloria
Gloria
Gloria (G-L-O-R-I-A)
Gloria (makes me feel okay)
Gloria (makes me feel alright)
Gloria (need some every night)
Gloria (how I love that girl)
Gloria (Oh yeah)
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