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Georgie-Porgie, all night long
How was I to know what I was in for
I had it rockin' and a rollin' for a while, by George

By, by, by, by George

We bought
[Speech]
Rodney Burke: That was a, a Little Richard number that the boys rather like and hope you liked it, "Ooh! My Soul." And, ooh, my arms!
ask my folks so I had to hock my old guitar
I still hang around  tootsie's orchid lounge thinking he'll walk through that door
But a voice in my mind
The clock was always ticking
And your heart,
Yes I know your heart is always on the run

[George:]
I hate what I've become
But I'm still gonna leave you
Throw another log on the fire, boys, George Wallace is coming to stay
When he met St. Peter at the pearly gates, I'd like to think that a black man
St. George is on his way

Is it true that he's a mighty warrior
And a viper of the first degree?
I've been sentenced here to slay the giant
Geld this
Hey George, did you know Waylon and Willie?
The outlaws, I didn't know that at all
Did you know roger was king of the road?
You got it possum
Hey George, did you know Waylon and Willie?
The outlaws, I didn't know that at all
Did you know roger was king of the road?
You got it possum
Hey George, did you know Waylon and Willie?
The outlaws, I didn't know that at all
Did you know roger was king of the road?
You got it possum
Hey George, did you know Waylon and Willie?
The outlaws, I didn't know that at all
Did you know Roger was king of the road?
You got it Possum
Hey George, did you know Waylon and Willie?
The outlaws, I didn't know that at all
Did you know roger was king of the road?
You got it possum
the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him
England's not the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm
â??but I will have you call me Fred. I still want to know what is on your head.â??

â??Oh, that,â?? said George. â??I'd forgotten about that. It is my
of the great white way

Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George

Along the boulevards he'd
of the great white way

Accepted by Manhattan's elite
In all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George

Along the boulevards he'd
galloping by

"George, they're catching up to us!"
"Get back in the wagon woman!"

Two wheels on my wagon
And I'm still rolling along
Them Cherokees
the flames were rolling high
I'm glad I was born for an engineer, on the C&O road to die


The doctor said to Georgie, my darling boy, be still
Your life
He built me up when I was down and the way was hard to find
But he was on my side in all that we tried and sometimes we wouldn't even have a dime
the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him
the mythical land of Madame George and roses
It's the home of police who kill black boys on mopeds
And I love my boy and that's why I'm leaving
I don't want him
the days of Valley Forge
Fightin' side by side together with a fella name of George

Johnny Freedom, Johnny Freedom
You can meet him on each page
By george hawkins and michael mcdonald

I try to see you clearly
But I just turn the other cheek
Though I love you dearly
I'm only losin' sleep
What
you'll understand

When George Straights a rock star, 
And wears that leather pants?
And Alan joins a boy band 
And all he does is dance,
When Hank
the score
The fogarty boys have there huts by the shore.

There's railway stations, hotels and cafes
Churches, cathedrals where George Reinhold prays