jack the idiot dunce
kinks, the
who's the fool with the cross-eyed stare
the turned up nose and moronic glare?
who's that simpleton standing over there?
jack the idiot dunce. who's that dumb-looking freckle-faced runt?
jack the idiot dunce. he walks like his feet are on back to front
jack the idiot dunce. when he waddles down the street he looks kind of queer
'cos he's got two left feet and taxi-door ears
jack the idiot dunce. and when we laugh at the clothes he wears
jack just smiles 'cos he don't care. he's a fool! he's a ninny!
he's a twit! he's a chump!
the idiot dunce. who is always the bottom of the class?
jack the idiot dunce. who's a fool? who's a boob?
jack the idiot dunce. when we take examinations he never gets a pass
jack the idiot dunce. and we all put him down 'cos he can't think fast
jack the idiot dunce. we ridicule him and punch him around
but jack just laughs and stands his ground
he's so uncoordinated. whoa
and when we have a high school hop
you ought to see that idiot bop
and his arms and his legs
seem to have minds of their own
and you don't need brains
to have educated muscles and bones. yeah
you ought to see him dance
he moves like he's in a trance
and when we have a high school hop
you ought to see that idiot rock
that you don't need a high i.q. to make your body move. now he's created a dance that everybody's trying to do. jack
jack the idiot dunce. do the idiot dunce. all right put your finger on your nose
now cross those eyes. put your hands on your hips
now wriggle your backside. yes
from your head to the tips of your toes. now the whole world's doing it and everybody knows
jack the idiot dunce. he's a real cool cat and a real gone groove
jack the idiot dunce. and the girls go crazy when he starts to move
now jack's a success he's got nothing to prove
jack the idiot dunce. even though jack is dim
his mother is so proud of him. hey
who's that groovy looking dude
dancing with all the chicks?