| Hey there, Georgy girl |
| Swingin' down the street so fancy-free |
| Nobody you meet could ever see |
| The loneliness there inside you |
| Hey there, Georgy girl |
| Why do all the boys just pass you by? |
| Could it be you just don't try |
| Or is it the clothes you wear? |
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| You're always window shopping |
| But never stopping to buy |
| So shed those dowdy feathers |
| And fly a little bit |
| Hey there, Georgy girl |
| There's another Georgy deep inside |
| Bring out all the love you hide and, |
| Oh, what a change there'd be |
| The world would see a new Georgy girl |
|
| Hey there, Georgy girl |
| Dreamin'; of the someone you could be |
| Life is a reality, you can't always run away |
| Don't be so scared of changing |
| And rearranging yourself |
| It's time for jumping down |
| From the shelf a little bit |
|
| Hey there, Georgy girl |
| There's another Georgy deep inside |
| Bring out all the love you hide and, |
| Oh, what a change there'd be |
| The world would see a new Georgy girl |
