But it could be the heat
I'm roasted like a chestnut
By the fire of your feet
Your body is a furnace
Your love is the coal
So won't you tame your man
Hot George
Now Georgie was a female
As females go
She moved fast like a jaguar
Melting all like snow
She was a foxy heater
Rotating like the sun
So won't you tame yor man
Hot George
Pavlovian he said "Lo" [**unsure about this line]
He was a bronzed style punk
He drank up the rainbow
To get his skull drunk
He laid by the mission bell
To keep his guns all creamed
Why don't you understand?
Hot George
Why don't you understand?
Hot George
Why don't you understand?
Hot George
G-g-g-Georgie
G-g-g-Georgie
You sound a little crazy But it could be the heat I'm roasted like a chestnut By the fire of your feet Your body is a furnace Your love is the coal So won't you tame your man Hot George Now Georgie was a female As females go She moved fast like a jaguar Melting all like snow She was a foxy heater Rotating like the sun So won't you tame yor man Hot George Pavlovian he said "Lo" [**unsure about this line] He was a bronzed style punk He drank up the rainbow To get his skull drunk He laid by the mission bell To keep his guns all creamed Why don't you understand? Hot George Why don't you understand? Hot George Why don't you understand? Hot George G-g-g-Georgie G-g-g-Georgie Explain Request ×
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