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