GENIUS
(Clair Reilly-Roe - Robert Ankner)
So you talk to yourself and the way you dress
Looks like your stuck in '83
You eat your lunch all alone, no cellular phone
Baby that's alright with me
Your unforgettable ways don't get you paid
Money don't matter to me
What I'm trying to say is that I like you this way
Baby come home with me
You’re a genius, you’re a genius ya I mean this you're a genius
So what if I’m the only one so stupid to believe this
I’m tired of boys making so much noise
Most of them don’t have a clue
Trying to win at a game you’re the only one playing
Baby for you this ain’t true
You’re sentimental and strange never the same
Baby I like what you do
Your brain is a maze what I’m trying to say is baby I’m falling for you
You’re a genius, you’re a genius ya I mean this you're a genius
So what if I’m the only one so stupid to believe this