The Killing of Georgie (Part I and II)
Rod_Stewart
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In these days of changing ways, | so called liberated days |
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A | story comes to mind of a friend of | mine... |
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Georgie boy was gay I guess, | nothin' more or nothin' less |
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The | kindest guy I ever | knew... |
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His | mother's tears fell in vain, the | afternoon George tried to explain |
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That he | needed love like all the | rest |
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Pa | said there must be a mistake, how | can my son not be straight |
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After | all I've said and done for | him? |
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Do do, da do do, da do do doo, | do do, da do do, da do do doo |
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Do do, da do do, da do do doo, doo | do |
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Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus, | cast out by the ones he loves |
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A | victim of these gay days it | seems |
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Georgie went to New York town, | where he quickly settled down |
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And | soon became the toast of the great white | way |
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Accepted by Manhattan's elite, in | all the places that were chic |
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No | party was complete without | George |
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Along the boulevards he'd cruise, and | all the old queens blew a fuse |
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Every | body loved Georgie | boy |
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The last time I saw George alive, | was in the summer of seventy-five |
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He | said he was in love I said I'm | pleased |
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George attended the opening night, of | another Broadway hype |
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but | split before the final curtain | fell |
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Deciding to take a short cut home, | arm in arm they meant no wrong |
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A | gentle breeze blew down Fifth Ave | nue |
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Out of a darkened side street came, a | New Jersey gang with just one aim |
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To | roll some innocent passer- | by |
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There ensued a fearful fight, | screams rang out in the night |
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Georgie's | head hit a sidewalk corner | stone |
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A leather kid, a switchblade knife, he | did not intend to take his life |
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He | just pushed his luck a little too far that | night |
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The sight of blood dispersed the gang, a | crowd gathered, the police came |
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An | ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and | Third |
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Georgie's life ended there, | but I ask who really cares? |
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George once said to me and I | quote |
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He said "Never wait or hesitate, | Get in kid, before it's too late |
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You may never get another | chance |
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' | Cos youth's a mask but it don't last, | live it long and live it fast" |
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Georgie was a friend of | mine |
Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
Oh Georgie stay, don't go away Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
Oh Georgie stay... |