Poor Georgie Lyrics by Mc Lyte

Poor Georgie Lyrics

    I met him in a club hangin out one night
    He said, "hello i'm george.. hi lyte!
    How's everything goin, huh, how ya doin?
    Hope everything's fine, ooh, and umm
    Can i call you sometime? can i get the digits?
    And the address, so i can come visit?"
    I gave him the digits, that wasn't a problem
    Cause if he caused any, i would have to solve them
    Cause george looked good, mmm damn good!
    And if i didn't, some other girl would
    In my mind, i hope for the best
    Convincing myself that this was not a test
    Cause i heard many things about georgie
    Nothing kinky, like no orgies
    I heard he knows how to make love
    Like an angel from the heaven above
    Who was i kidding i'd give him a try
    Cause lyte needs love too and that ain't no lie
    Keep your ears open, hope that you listenin
    Cause i'm about to take you on a george porgie mission

    "can it be i've stayed away too long" (2x)

    I gave him the number, i saw it in his eyes
    "she gave me the number? hmmm i'm surprised"
    Good conversation, over the phone
    He began to come for me whenever i was alone
    George was sweet, so nice and so neat
    With any other guy he didn't have to compete
    George was mature, he made sure
    That he was the only one i'd ever adore
    Girls, have you, ever had a friend
    That you'd get with, every now and then?
    I know for a fact george had a lot of girls
    Spread out from state from state around the world
    As long as he was smart and kept his girls in check
    Made sure i never saw them and showed me respect
    He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
    I don't care about the other girls, just be good to me!
    But if i ever saw one, that would be the end
    He couldn't kick the storyline that she was just a friend
    The girls i didn't care, fine legs don't lie
    See cause georgie was into making your girls cry

    "kissed the girls and made them cry" (4x)

    "kissed the girls and made them cry"
    "can it be i've stayed away too long"
    "kissed the girls and made them cry"

    "kissed the girls and made them cry"
    "can it be i've stayed away too long"
    "kissed the girls and..."

    George was clean, no drugs and such
    But once in a while, he'd drink too much
    Hangin in a club where they play rockers
    Him and his friend, drinkin vodka
    I was lookin for him, and i found him there
    With his clothes messed up and his (fucked) up hair
    I told him he was messin up he wouldn't go far
    He got mad and asked his friend for the keys to the car
    I said, "don't drive, use your head
    Drive while you're drunk and you'll kill yourself dead"
    We begin to argue, bad words were said
    Then he got kicked out by some longhaired dread
    Ran into the car as if, in a hurry
    He started the car but his vision was blurry
    He didn't care, he drove off into the night
    Riding for miles, without his headlights
    Georgie porgie had too much on his mind
    He was still young yet running out of time
    Last week he took tests as the doctor told him
    George had cancer in his lungs and his colon
    See when he was young, he started smokin
    Paid no attention when he started chokin
    Thoughts flashed through his head, there they stuck
    Till georgie porgie, crashed into a truck
    I wished i woulda told him how i liked him so much
    How he made me feel with the slightest touch
    Now he's gone and i can't tell him nothin
    Wish he was here so i could say somethin
    The story is not to say that i'm in sorrow
    Just to say no one is promise tomorrow
    If you love someone you should say it often
    You never know when they'll be layin in a coffin
    Wake up, it's important that you know that
    No one on earth is promised tomorrow..
    Believe that! and don't think that it can't happen to you

    "kissed the girls and made them cry" (2x)

    "can it be i've stayed away too long" (4x)

    "kissed the girls and made them cry" (2x)

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