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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
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
[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
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
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
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
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
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
to them punk fans
When I'm still so hood, so good it's ridiculous, still iniculous
That means three times doper than your favorite mc riding round with
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
answered by the bottle
And that's suicide; genocide; all
Tears still falling while the rhythm keeps flowing
And her last name now good riddance, she
the summer heat

By the way, did you get your girl,
Did you by your house in the country? 
Did you wait for something that never came? 
Did you die still