The Beatles - Sweet Georgia Brown lyrics

Well let me tell you well no chick made Could be the same As Sweet Georgia Brown. Crazy feet that dance so neat Has sweet Georgia Brown. Fella's sigh, and even cry For sweet Georgia Brown. I tell you just why You know I don't lie. It's been said She knocks them dead In any old town. Since she came right It's a shame How she brings them down. In Liverpool she even dare To critize the Beatles' hair. With their whole fanclub Standing there I mean sweet Georgia Brown. I say this group is absolutely marvellous with the piano, don't you Think so. Not too commercial, boys, not too commercial! When it comes to music Sweet Georgia is known to mind, Don't buy clothes at fashion shows But she still looks fine Snap chicks cry, They want to die When Georgie does the twist I never would try To tell you just why. Use your imagination There's a DJ crazy for her Living in out home town Since she came it's a shame She turns him down Records that she can get Are records, they ain't sent him yet Carolina may have Dina, But that don't have Georgia Brown.