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I know a girl, mess with your mind,
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She'll come to you in the summer sometime
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She'll talk about things you don't understand,
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But you better keep to the matters at hand
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Before the whole damn thing unwinds
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She is beautiful, she is small
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She don't wanna play basketball
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There's no tellin' what she might do
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Before her doin' days are through
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But right now she can't even crawl
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CHORUS:
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Georgia Rae, OK, Georgia Rae
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Georgia Rae, what'd I say Georgia Rae
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Your mother and I we did this act
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In some hotel 'bout nine moths back
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Now, it's love that brings you here
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A love that will not disappear
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Georgia, honey, you can count on that
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REPEAT CHORUS
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BRIDGE:
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We were tired, should've been sleepin'
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But, like a fire, somethin' came creepin', creepin', creepin'
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Your brother and sister don't understand
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How your tiny feet and your tiny hands
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Could carry the weight of a thousand earths
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Into our little universe
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But, Georgia, we all think it's grand
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REPEAT CHORUS
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Georgia Rae
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| John Hiatt |
