Luyện nghe bài hát Genius In France

I'm not the crayon in the box
says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks
I even know how to put on my own pants
But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in

Hoom laka
Hoom laka
chaka

I may not be the sharpest hunk of
I got a negative on my S.A.T.'s
I'm not good and I don't know how to dance
But and in spite of the evidence
I am still considered to be
A in France, a genius in France, a genius in France

People say I'm a geek, I'm a little freak
And annoying pipsqueak with an unfortunate
If I was any dumber, they'd have to water me twice a

But when the Mademoiselles see me, all swoon and shriek
dig my mystique, they think I'm c'est magnifique
When I'm in Paree, I'm the of the chic

They love my odor and my bad toupee
They love my stripey and my stupid beret
And when I'm sipping on a
In some town in St. Tropez

hard to keep the fans at bay
They say, "Sign my poodle, s'il plait"
"Sign my poodle, vous plait"
humenene
Himenene homenene, poodle,

in my hometown think I'm a fool
Got too much chlorine in my pool
A few peas of a casserole
A few buttons missing on my remote

A few fries of a happy meal
I couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions on the
Instructions on the
Instructions on the

But when I'm in Provence, I get free
Yeah, I'm the guy French lady wants
And if you ask 'em
You're bound to get response

(He's a genius in France, in France)
right
(He's a genius in France, in France)
You it
(He's a genius in France, genius in France, in France)

I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree
But the folks in France, they don't seem to
say, "Bonjour, Monsieur
Would you take ze with me?"

I say, "Oui, oui"
right
I say, "Oui, oui"
Oui, oui
He says, "Oui, oui"

I'm than a box of hair
But those Frenchies don't seem to
Don't why, mon frere
But love me there
I'm a in France, I'm a genius in France

Gonna make a big when I show up in Cannes
Gonna make those Frenchies
"You ze man! You ze man! You ze man!"
Like a fine Renoir, I've got that je me quoi
a fine Renoir, I've got that je me c'est

Quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo we oo
Quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo we oo
Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow
Bow bow di bow di bow bow diddy bow

I'm a taco short of a combo
But by some twist of fate, all the frogs think I'm
Oh, the men all faint and the scream
They like me than heavy cream

When I'm in Versailles, I'm a guy
My oh my, I'm as French as pie
think I'm awfully witty, a riot and a half
When I tell a stupid joke, they

(Haw haw haw haw haw)
And
(Haw haw haw haw haw haw)

People in have lots of attitude
They're snotty and rude, they disgusting food
But when they see me, just come unglued
They that I am one happening dude

Bowm ba ba bowm ba bowm ba
I'm about as as a bowling ball
But they like me better than Charles De

Entre nous, very true
The room higher than my I.Q.
But they me more than Gerard Depardieu
How did happen I don't have a clue

I'm not the quickest on the farm
I don't any skills or grace or charm
And most people at me like
I'm all with ants
But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, genius in

And I'm goin' back, I'm never goin' back
I'm never, never, never, never goin' home again
I'm up my return flight ticket
Gonna tell the folks here where they can stick
'Cause I'm never goin'
I'm never goin' back, I'm goin' back

The girls back home gave me a chance
But I sho' 'nuff got them frogs in some kinda
And I'm aware that it's a most circumstance
But "Great Moogily", I'm a genius in France

Every Frenchie I meet
can't wait to kiss my feet
Get in line, pucker up! Suite!
Bowm diddy bowm diddy bowm

I'm even more famous by the hour
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk power
Now they're up my statue by the Eiffel Tower
A little to the left, boys, a little more to the left
A little more to the left, boys, a more to the left

I'm the dork there is alive
My mom picked out my clothes for me till I was five
And I to mention
I'm not even welcome at the Star convention

But the think
That my poop stink
I'm a in France

Say, would you pass the Poupon?
beaucoup