Luyện nghe bài hát Genius In France

I'm not the brightest in the box
Everyone 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, in France

Hoom chaka
chaka laka
Hoom

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

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

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

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

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

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

A few short of a happy 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 French wants
And if you ask 'em
You're to get this response

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

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

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

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

Gonna make a big when I show up in Cannes
make those Frenchies scream
"You ze man! You ze man! You ze man!"
Like a Renoir, I've got that je me c'est quoi
Like a fine Renoir, I've got 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 short of a combo plate
But by some twist of fate, all the frogs I'm great
Oh, the men all faint and the scream
They like me than heavy cream

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

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

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

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

nous, it's very true
The room temperature's higher my I.Q.
But they love me more than Depardieu
How did this happen I don't a clue

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

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

The girls back never gave me a chance
But I sho' 'nuff got them frogs in some trance
And I'm aware it's a most improbable circumstance
But "Great Googily Moogily", I'm a in France

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

I'm gettin' even more famous by the
I'm stuffed with pastries and with power
Now they're puttin' up my by the Eiffel Tower
A more 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 biggest dork is alive
My mom picked out my clothes for me till I was thirty
And I forgot to
I'm not even welcome at the Trek convention

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

Say, would you the Grey Poupon?
Merci