| georgie, your love reminds me of a song
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| when it’s near you put it on
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| and it’s refrain you’ll remember
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| georgie, but when the songs been often played
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| another song that has been made
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| makes you forget that you lied the other day
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| georgie, there was a time you played our love
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| remember, I’m not a record you can play and turn it off
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| georgie, like many songs you will return
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| every minute I will yearn
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| and when it comes you can see me standing there
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| georgie, there was a time you played our love
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| remember, I’m not a record you can play and turn it off
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| georgie, like many songs you will return
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| every minute I will yearn
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| and when it comes you can see me standing there
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| georgie, I’m telling you I’ll be standing there
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| to hold your hand, to kiss your lips
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| to say: «please love me» |