Well, Johnny was a poor man on wrong side of town He said he loved a girl named Georgia Brown Georgia's on the hip side living in sin With Johnny who'd gone in vain
Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Lord, she had him running around
Georgia's in the Cadillac, dressed as a nun All the way, over on the passenger's side Johnny leans in for a kiss on the cheek But Georgia's in the driver's seat
Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Lord, she had him running around
Standing at the [Incomprehensible] on a Saturday night That's Georgia in the back, all dressed in white Daddy's on the run with a permanent grin And Johnny comes barging in, singing
Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Georgia Brown Oh, my Lord, she had him running around
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