12.Genius In France
"Weird Al" Yankovic Lyrics


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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 (yeah), 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 see'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, s'il vous plait"
"Sign my poodle, s'il vous plait"

Hemenene humenene
himenene homenene
Poodle... poodle

Folks in my hometown think I'm a fool
Got too much chlorine in my gene pool

A few peas short of a casserole
A few buttons missing on my remote control
A few fries short of a happy meal
I couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions on the heel

Instructions on the heel
Instructions on the heel

But when I'm in Provence, I get free croissants
Yeah, I'm the guy every French lady wants
And if you ask 'em why, you're bound to get this response
(He's a genius in France! Genius in France!)

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

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

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

I'm dumber than a box of hair
But those Frenchies don't seem to care
Don't know why, mon frere
But they love me there

I'm a genius in France
Yeah, I'm a genius in France

Gonna make a big splash when I show up in Cannes
Gonna make those Frenchies scream
"You ze man! You ze man! You ze man!"

Like a fine Renoir (waa), I've got that je ne see'est quoi (quoi!)
Like a fine Renoir (ooh la la), I've got that je ne see'est ...
Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo
Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo

Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Bow

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

When I'm in Versailles, I'm a popular guy
My oh my, I'm as French as apple pie (apple pie)
They think I'm awfully witty, a riot and a half
When I tell a stupid joke, they laugh (haw haw haw haw haw)
And laugh (haw haw haw haw haw haw)

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

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

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

Well, I'm not the quickest tractor on the farm
I don't have any skills or grace or charm
And most people look at me like I'm all covered with ants
But I'm a genius in France (yeah), genius in France, genius in France

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

'Cause I'm never goin' back
I'm never goin' back
I'm never goin' back

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

Every Frenchie that I meet
Just can't wait to kiss my feet
Get in line, pucker up! Tout Suite!

Bowm diddy bowm diddy bowm diddy

I'm gettin' even more famous by the hour
I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power
Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower

A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left
A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left

I'm the biggest dork there is alive
My mom picked out my clothes for me 'till I was 35
And I forgot to mention
I'm not even welcome at the Star Trek convention

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





Say, would you pass the Grey Poupon?
Merci beaucoup

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Weird Al" Yankovic's song "Genius In France" describe a person who thinks of themself as not very smart or good looking but has found acceptance and adoration in France. Despite getting negative scores on standardized tests and not being able to dance or put on pants properly, the singer believes they are considered a genius in France due to the way they are treated by the French. The lyrics mention the singer being considered witty and fashionable by French ladies and even having a statue erected in their honor in Paris. The song uses humor to play with the idea that people can find unexpected success or happiness in a place where they feel out of place.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm not the brightest crayon in the box
I lack intelligence or wit


Everyone says I'm dumber than a bag of rocks
People often comment on my lack of intelligence


I barely even know how to put on my own pants
I struggle with basic tasks or skills


But I'm a genius in France (yeah), genius in France, genius in France
Contrary to popular belief, I am recognized as exceptionally talented or intelligent in France


I may not be the sharpest hunk of cheese
I am not particularly intelligent


I got a negative number on my SATs
I scored poorly on an important test


I'm not good looking and I don't know how to dance
I lack physical attractiveness and the ability to dance


But nevertheless and in spite of the evidence I am still widely considered to be
However, despite these shortcomings, many people still regard me as


A genius in France, a genius in France, a genius in France
An exceptionally talented or intelligent individual in France


People say I'm a geek, a moronic little freak
Others perceive me as a socially awkward and unintelligent individual


An annoying pipsqueak with an unfortunate physique
I am viewed as an irritating and physically unattractive person


If I was any dumber, they'd have to water me twice a week
My lack of intelligence is so extreme that it would require extra care to sustain me


But when the Mademoiselles see me, they all swoon and shriek
However, when the French women catch sight of me, they are captivated and show great enthusiasm


They dig my mystique, they say I'm see'est magnifique
They are intrigued by my aura and describe me as incredibly magnificent


When I'm in Par-ee, I'm the chic-est of the chic
While in Paris, I am considered the epitome of style


They love my body odor and my bad toupee
They find my body scent and poorly-fitted wig endearing


They love my stripey shirt and my stupid beret
They have an affinity for my striped shirt and foolish-looking beret


And when I'm sipping on a Perrier
While enjoying a Perrier drink


In some cafe town in St. Tropez
Within a small town cafe in St. Tropez


It's hard to keep the fans at bay
It is challenging to keep the enthusiastic supporters at a distance


They say, "Sign my poodle, s'il vous plait"
They request a signature on their poodle, if you please


Hemenene humenene himenene homenene Poodle... poodle
Uttering nonsense syllables or sounds, possibly mimicking the excitement of the fans


Folks in my hometown think I'm a fool
The people in my hometown view me as a foolish individual


Got too much chlorine in my gene pool
My family genetics are perceived to be lacking in intelligence or common sense


A few peas short of a casserole
I am mentally deficient or unintelligent


A few buttons missing on my remote control
I exhibit a lack of mental functions or control


A few fries short of a happy meal
I lack intelligence or mental capacity


I couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions on the heel
Even if given explicit directions, I am incapable of performing simple tasks


But when I'm in Provence, I get free croissants
However, when I am in Provence, I receive complimentary croissants


Yeah, I'm the guy every French lady wants
I am the man that every French woman desires


And if you ask 'em why, you're bound to get this response
If you inquire about the reason, you will likely receive the following answer


(He's a genius in France! Genius in France!)
(He is an exceptionally talented or intelligent individual in France!)


That's right
Indeed


(He's a genius in France, genius in France)
(He is an exceptionally talented or intelligent individual in France)


You know it
You are aware of it


(He's a genius in France, genius in France, genius in France)
(He is an exceptionally talented or intelligent individual in France)


I'm not the brightest bulb on the Christmas tree
I am not very intelligent or perceptive


But the folks in France, they don't seem to agree
However, the people in France have a different opinion


They say, "Bonjour, Monsieur would you take ze picture with me?"
They enthusiastically request to take a photograph with me saying, "Hello, would you take a picture with me, sir?"


I say, "Oui, oui"
I reply, "Yes, yes"


That's right, I say, "Oui, oui"
Indeed, I say, "Yes, yes"


"Oui, oui"
"Yes, yes"


I'm dumber than a box of hair
I lack intelligence or common sense


But those Frenchies don't seem to care
However, the French people do not mind or take notice of it


Don't know why, mon frere
I do not understand the reason, my brother


But they love me there
Nevertheless, they have great affection for me in France


Gonna make a big splash when I show up in Cannes
I will create a significant impact or impression upon arriving in Cannes


Gonna make those Frenchies scream
I will elicit enthusiastic responses from the French people


"You ze man! You ze man! You ze man!"
"You are the man! You are the man! You are the man!"


Like a fine Renoir (waa), I've got that je ne see'est quoi (quoi!)
Similar to a masterpiece by Renoir, I possess an indescribable quality or charm


Like a fine Renoir (ooh la la), I've got that je ne see'est ...
Comparable to a beautiful artwork by Renoir, I possess that indescribable...


Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo
Uttering nonsensical syllables or sounds, possibly indicating excitement or pleasure


Quoi quoi quoi quoi quoi, oo-we-oo
Uttering nonsensical syllables or sounds, possibly indicating excitement or pleasure


Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Uttering nonsense syllables or sounds


Bow diddy bow di bow di bow bow diddy
Uttering nonsense syllables or sounds


Bow
Uttering a nonsensical sound


I'm a taco short of a combo plate
I lack intelligence or mental abilities


But by some twist of fate, all the Frogs think I'm great
However, due to a fortunate turn of events, all the French people think highly of me


Oh, the men all faint and the women scream
The men become overwhelmed and the women express their enthusiasm loudly


They like me more than heavy cream
They have a greater fondness for me than for a rich cream


When I'm in Versailles, I'm a popular guy
When I am in Versailles, I am highly regarded and well-liked


My oh my, I'm as French as apple pie (apple pie)
I am as quintessentially French as the popular American dessert


They think I'm awfully witty, a riot and a half
They believe I am incredibly clever and amusing


When I tell a stupid joke, they laugh (haw haw haw haw haw)
Even when I share a foolish joke, they find it hilarious


And laugh (haw haw haw haw haw haw)
They continue to laugh heartily


People in France have lots of attitude
The people in France possess a strong sense of self-importance or a certain demeanor


They're snotty and rude, they like disgusting food
They are arrogant and impolite, and they have a taste for unpleasant or unappealing cuisine


But when they see me, they just come unglued
However, when they catch sight of me, they become extremely excited or enthusiastic


They think that I am one happening dude
They perceive me as a very trendy or exciting person


Bowm ba ba bowm ba bowm ba bowm
Uttering nonsensical syllables or sounds


I'm about as sharp as a bowling ball
I lack intelligence or wit


But they like me better than Charles de Gaulle
But they prefer me over Charles de Gaulle, a famous French statesman


Entre nous, it's very true
Between us, it is indeed true


The room temperature's higher than my IQ
The temperature in the room is higher than my level of intelligence


But they love me more than Gerard Depardieu
However, they have an even greater affection for me than for Gerard Depardieu, a well-known French actor


How did this happen; I don't have a clue
I am baffled as to how this situation came about


Well, I'm not the quickest tractor on the farm
I am not particularly fast or intelligent


I don't have any skills or grace or charm
I lack any noteworthy abilities, elegance, or charisma


And most people look at me like I'm all covered with ants
Most people regard me with disdain or contempt


But I'm a genius in France (yeah), genius in France, genius in France
Yet, despite these negative perceptions, I am highly regarded as a genius in France


And I'm never goin' back, I'm never goin' back
Furthermore, I have no intention of returning to my previous situation


I'm never never never never goin' back home again
I am determined to never return to my hometown again


I'm tearin' up my return flight ticket
I am ripping apart my ticket for my return flight


Gonna tell the folks back here where they can stick it
I will express my strong disapproval or rejection to the people back home


'Cause I'm never goin' back
Because I have committed to never returning


The girls back home never gave me a chance
The girls in my hometown never granted me an opportunity


But I sho' 'nuff got them Frogs in some kinda trance
However, I have absolutely captivated the French people


And I'm aware that it's a most improbable circumstance
I acknowledge that this is an incredibly unlikely situation


But "Great Googily Moogily!", I'm a genius in France
But with great surprise and excitement, I am considered an intellectual or creative mastermind in France


Every Frenchie that I meet
Each French person that I encounter


Just can't wait to kiss my feet
Is eager to show their admiration and respect for me


Get in line, pucker up! Tout Suite!
They form a queue and prepare to kiss my feet quickly and enthusiastically


Bowm diddy bowm diddy bowm diddy
Uttering nonsense syllables or sounds


I'm gettin' even more famous by the hour
My fame and popularity are increasing rapidly


I'm stuffed with pastries and drunk with power
I am indulging in pastries and feeling intoxicated by my own success and influence


Now they're puttin' up my statue by the Eiffel Tower
Now they are erecting a statue of me near the Eiffel Tower


A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left
Adjust the positioning slightly to the left, gentlemen


A little more to the left, boys, a little more to the left
Adjust the positioning slightly to the left, gentlemen


I'm the biggest dork there is alive
I am the ultimate nerd or socially awkward individual


My mom picked out my clothes for me 'till I was 35
My mother continued to choose my outfits until I reached the age of 35


And I forgot to mention
And I neglected to mention earlier


I'm not even welcome at the Star Trek convention
I am not invited or accepted at the Star Trek gathering or event


But the Frenchies think
However, the French people believe


That my poop don't stink
That I am flawless or incapable of making mistakes


I'm a genius in France
I am regarded as an exceptionally intelligent individual in France


Say, would you pass the Grey Poupon?
By the way, could you please hand me the Grey Poupon mustard?


Merci beaucoup
Thank you very much




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