genius in france

i'm not the brightest crayon in the box

everyone says i'm dumber than a bag of rocks

i barely even know how to put on my own pants

but i'm a genius in france

genius in france

genius in france

hoom chaka laka

hoom chaka laka

hoom chaka

i may not be the sharpest hunk of cheese

i got a negative number on my sats

i'm not good looking and i don't know how to dance

but nevertheless and in spite of the evidence i am still widely considered to be

a genius in france

a genius in france

a genius in france

people say i'm a geek

a moronic little freak

an annoying pipsqueak with an unfortunate physique

if i was any dumber

they'd have to water me twice a week

but when the mademoiselles see me

they all swoon and shriek

they dig my mystique

they say i'm c'est magnifique

when i'm in par-ee

i'm the chic-est of the chic

they love my body odor and my bad toupee

they love my stripey shirt and my stupid beret

and when i'm sipping on a perrier

in some cafe town in st. tropez

it's hard to keep the fans at bay

they say

sign my poodle