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Feel like making love
George benson
Strollin' in the park, watching winter turn to spring
Walkin' in the dark, seein' lovers do their thing
Frankincense and myrrh
Are the odors that are her
Mystical being with eyes of coal
That sacred substance
Will bruise your soul
On a boat with
call you, George"

I said, "Baby, (baby), baby, (baby), baby, (baby)
Well, you can call me George Jetson, call me George Jones
I'll be your
the floor each night, shed tears you can't conceal 
Just try being lonely, then you'll know just how I feel 
I saw you with your new love and oh it hurt me so
curtain call
I can hear these words bein' whispered by all

Ol' George stopped drinkin' today
They're all gonna gather 'round me
Lord, I wish they could
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse

We got George Benson, we got
Swinging hard, Jack, I now I can't lose
When I tell you, all about Mack the knife babe
It's an offer, you can never refuse

We got George Benson, we got
Golden rings (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Waiting there (waiting there) for someone to take you home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold
Golden rings (golden ring) with one tiny little stone
Waiting there (waiting there) for someone to take you home
By itself (by itself) it's just a cold
got George Benson, we got Newman & Foster
We got the Brecker Brothers, and Hampton's bringing up the rear
All these bad cats, and more, are in
Hamburger
And a glass of constricted cola
Out to lunch with lunch meat
The fear of being eaten by the sandwich
The Promentalshitbackwashpsychosis Enema
So you think love is only for the good enough
And one thing you're never gonna be worthy of
But there's a song being sung over you
By the One who
by himself.
Those songs old George was singing they some how eased the hurt.
And Jesus did not turn me out when a bar room was my church.

George
I have to set you free
Darling you should be long gone, oh long gone by now
You should be with someone, someone

[Mutya:]
Glisten and shine
You
watch yourself, St. George is on his way

I can tell by the look in your eye
You've never seen the man with nothing to say
I can tell by the look in your
the place I grab the mike and your attention 
Me not getting that is like the night to George Benson 
Freestyle phenomenon drop bombs like Lebanon 
Watch
Yonder comes Miss Rosie.  How in the world do you know?
Well, I know her by the apron and the dress she wore.
Umbrella on her shoulder, piece
Now, George was a good straight boy to begin with, but there was bad blood
In him; someway he got into the magic bullets and that leads straight
to say
To make you feel good
But your mind is plagued with confusion
Something's left not understood
Who is man to formulate
The way God uses men?
They
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
And you'll take the sky But till that morning There's a nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by
This is the sound of a dropping bomb

After years of this are we still all content?
With being pawns in war game chess
Shuffled by King George
country
It doesn't even have a patron saint
It's just an economic union
That's past its sell-by date

Take down the Union Jack
It clashes with
By Maggie, Terre and Suzzy Roche

What is the matter with the weather
How come you don't get any rain
You search the sky for signs of life
But out