Who's the fool with the cross-eyed stare,
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The turned up nose and moronic glare?
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Who's that simpleton standing over there?
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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Who's that dumb-looking freckle-faced runt?
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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He walks like his feet are on back to front,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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When he waddles down the street he looks kind of queer,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce,
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'Cos he's got two left feet and taxi-door ears,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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And when we laugh at the clothes he wears,
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Jack just smiles 'cos he don't care.
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He's a fool! He's a ninny!
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He's a twit! He's a chump!
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The Idiot Dunce, the Idiot Dunce.
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Who is always the bottom of the class?
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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Who's a fool? Who's a boob?
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Who's a kook and an ass?
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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When we take examinations he never gets a pass,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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And we all put him down 'cos he can't think fast,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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We ridicule him and punch him around,
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But Jack just laughs and stands his ground,
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The Idiot Dunce, the Idiot Dunce.
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Yeah, he's so uncoordinated.
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Whoa, and so disorientated,
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And when we have a High School Hop
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You ought to see that idiot bop
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And his arms and his legs
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Seem to have minds of their own,
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And you don't need brains
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To have educated muscles and bones.
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Yeah, you ought to see him dance
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He moves like he's in a trance,
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And when we have a High School Hop
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You ought to see that idiot rock,
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And he's finally proved
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That you don't need a high I.Q.
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To make your body move.
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Now he's created a dance that everybody's trying to do.
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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Do the Idiot Dunce.
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All right put your finger on your nose,
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Now cross those eyes.
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Put your hands on your hips,
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Now wriggle your backside.
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Yes, we got you dancing
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To the Idiot Jack
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From your head to the tips of your toes.
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Now the whole world's doing it and everybody knows,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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He's a real cool cat and a real gone groove,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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And the girls go crazy when he starts to move,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce
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Now Jack's a success he's got nothing to prove,
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Jack, Jack the Idiot Dunce.
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Even though Jack is dim
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His mother is so proud of him.
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Hey, who's that groovy looking dude
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Dancing with all the chicks?
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The Idiot Dunce, the Idiot Dunce.
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Jack The Idiot Dunce
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| The Kinks |
