Sweet Georgia Brown

No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown
Two left feet but oh, so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown
They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why, and you know I don't lie, no, not much

It's been said she knocks 'em dead when she lands in town
Since she came, why it's a shame, how she cools them down
Fellas, she can get all the fellas that she ain't met
Georgia named her, Georgia claimed her, sweet Georgia Brown
Hit it

No gal made has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown
Whoa, two left feet but oh, so neat, watch her when she puts 'em down
They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown
I'll tell you why, yeah, and you know I don't lie, no, not much

All those tips the porter slips to sweet Georgia Brown
They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down
Oh boy, tip your hats, oh joy, she's the cats
Who's that-a mister? It ain't my sister, sweet Georgia Brown

Oh, sweet Georgia
Sweet Georgia Brown
Oh, sweet Georgia
Sweet Georgia Brown
Oh, sweet little Georgia Brown