Luyện nghe bài hát Genius In France

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

Hoom chaka
Hoom chaka
Hoom

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

say I'm a geek, I'm a moronic little freak
And annoying pipsqueak an unfortunate physique
If I was any dumber, have to water me twice a week

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

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

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

Folks in my hometown think I'm a
Got too much chlorine in my gene
A few short of a casserole
A few buttons missing on my remote

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

But when I'm in Provence, I get free
Yeah, I'm the guy every 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 in France, genius in France)
You it
(He's a genius in France, genius in France, in France)

I'm not the brightest on the Christmas tree
But the in France, they don't seem to agree
They say, "Bonjour,
you take ze picture with me?"

I say, "Oui, oui"
That's
I say, "Oui, oui"
Oui, oui
He says, "Oui, oui"

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

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

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

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

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

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

People in France have of attitude
snotty and rude, they like disgusting food
But when see me, they just come unglued
They think that I am one dude

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

Entre nous, it's very
The temperature's higher than my I.Q.
But they love me more than Depardieu
How did this happen I have a clue

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

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

The back home never gave me a chance
But I sho' 'nuff got them frogs in some kinda
And I'm that it's a most improbable circumstance
But "Great Moogily", I'm a genius in France

Every Frenchie I meet
Just wait to kiss my feet
Get in line, pucker up! Suite!
Bowm diddy diddy bowm diddy

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

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

But the think
That my poop don't
I'm a genius in

Say, you pass the Grey Poupon?
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