Luyện nghe bài hát Genius In France

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

Hoom laka
chaka laka
Hoom

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

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

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

They love my body and my bad toupee
They love my stripey shirt and my beret
And I'm sipping on a Perrier
In some cafe town in St.

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 chlorine in my gene pool
A few peas of a casserole
A few buttons on my remote control

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

But when I'm in Provence, I get croissants
Yeah, I'm the guy every French lady
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 genius in France, in France, genius in France)

I'm not the brightest bulb on the tree
But the folks in France, they don't seem to
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 Frenchies seem to care
Don't why, mon frere
But love me there
I'm a genius in France, I'm a genius in

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

I'm in Versailles, I'm a popular guy
My oh my, I'm as as apple pie
think 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 lots of attitude
They're snotty and rude, they like food
But they see me, they just come unglued
They think that I am one dude

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

Entre nous, very true
The room temperature's than my I.Q.
But they love me more than Gerard
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 covered with
But I'm a genius in France, genius in France, in France

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

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

Every Frenchie that I
Just can't to kiss my feet
Get in line, up! Tout Suite!
Bowm diddy bowm bowm diddy

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

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

But the Frenchies
That my don't stink
I'm a in France

Say, you pass the Grey Poupon?
Merci