Je Suis Le Plus Génial

Genie:
I'm the coolest
Tomorrow in the newspaper
It will be triumphant
They will say what a genius
It's good to pack your bags
To go on a trip
You have to say that at my age
You think you can do anything
Mrs. Cassim:
We were passing by chance
We might be late
You're leaving? That's strange
Genie:
That's what we call a mishap
Captain:
Are we bothering you too much?
You handsome devil
You want to keep the loot
Genie:
That's my Achilles' heel
All:
We are scoundrels
Masters of getting by
The big shots of confusion
One for all, let's go
It's time for a reunion
Polish our medals
Manganor is Versailles
One for all, all rotten
Genie:
In front of this immense knife
I bid farewell
Captain:
It's your last chance
Genie:
We're skirting disaster
Mrs. Cassim:
Let's not be clumsy
I want to become a princess
Genie:
Hold back this thick brute
Captain:
I'd like to cut him
Genie:
But it's a misunderstanding
A horrible melodrama
Some Balzac, some Hugo
Just a misunderstanding
Captain:
The party is about to start
Genie:
I feel like I'm going to leave you
Mrs. Cassim:
Don't think you can escape
Captain:
Leaving would be unwelcome
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Captain:
Let's take this iconoclast
Mrs. Cassim:
Witness my splendor
Genie:
We can read in the stars
That I will regret it
Wait five minutes
I'll play the flute for you
Captain:
You, shut up or I'll kill you
Mrs. Cassim:
You won't have stolen it
Genie:
But you don't realize
You are nothing without me
Without the Genie, no party
Mrs. Cassim:
It's inevitable
Captain:
Darling, you're right
Genie:
It's not good for the press
Mrs. Cassim:
Let's not arouse suspicion
Genie:
I'm indispensable
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