Lyrics Georgia - Jackie Greene

Georgia

I met her down in New Orleans
She was hanging out a bit
Having a drink or two
She bought a round, she sat on down
And lit a cigarette and said:
«boy have you got a night ahead of you»
Well maybe I was taken
By the fancy way she walks
Maybe it was the perfume in her hair
Or maybe I just fell for her and the
Southern way she talks:
Talk like she didn’t have no cares
She said: «call me Georgia, call me a bad, bad girl»
«call me anything in the whole wide world»
«but don’t you call me ‘baby', cause I ain’t your girl»
«just call me Georgia and honey I’ll rock yer world»
She had a tattooed rose, she ain’t afraid to show
Yeah she drinks, she spits, she curses
Drives the wrong way down the one way streets
She keeps a whiskey bottle by her bed
And a pistol in her purse, and she
Can drive a strong man down to his beggin knees
She said: «call me Georgia, call me a bad, bad girl»
«call me anything in the whole wide world»
«but don’t you call me ‘baby', cause I ain’t your girl»
«just call me Georgia and honey I’ll rock yer world»
I see her around sometimes, she’s
A hanging out a bit
Having a drink or two (or three, or four)
She starts that walkin' that smooth southern drawl
And she hooks herself a more recent kind of fool