I met him in a club hangin out one night
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He said, "Hello I'm George.. hi Lyte!
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How's everything goin, huh, how ya doin?
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Hope everything's fine, ooh, and umm
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can I call you sometime? Can I get the digits?
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And the address, so I can come visit?"
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I gave him the digits, that wasn't a problem
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Cause if he caused any, I would have to solve them
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cause George looked good, MMM damn good!
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And if I didn't, some other girl would
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In my mind, I hope for the best
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Convincing myself that this was not a test
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Cause I heard many things about Georgie
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Nothing kinky, like no orgies
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I heard he knows how to make love
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like an angel from the heaven above
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Who was I kidding I'd give him a try
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Cause Lyte needs love too and that ain't no lie
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Keep your ears open, hope that you listenin
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Cause I'm about to take you on a George Porgie mission
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"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (2X)
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I gave him the number, I saw it in his eyes
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"She gave me the number? Hmmm I'm surprised"
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Good conversation, over the phone
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He began to come for me whenever I was alone
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George was sweet, so nice and so neat
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With any other guy he didn't have to compete
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George was mature, he made sure
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that he was the only one I'd ever adore
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Girls, have you, ever had a friend
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that you'd get with, every now and then?
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I know for a fact George had a lot of girls
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spread out from state from state around the world
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As long as he was smart and kept his girls in check
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Made sure I never saw them and showed me respect
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He didn't have to be loyal, like men should be
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I don't care about the other girls, just be good to me!
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But if I ever saw one, that would be the end
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He couldn't kick the storyline that she was just a friend
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The girls I didn't care, fine legs don't lie
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See cause Georgie was into making your girls cry
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (4X)
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
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"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry"
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"Can it be I've stayed away too long"
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"Kissed the girls and..."
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George was clean, no drugs and such
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But once in a while, he'd drink too much
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Hangin in a club where they play rockers
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Him and his friend, drinkin vodka
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I was lookin for him, and I found him there
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With his clothes messed up and his (fucked) up hair
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I told him he was messin up he wouldn't go far
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He got mad and asked his friend for the keys to the car
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I said, "Don't drive, use your head
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Drive while you're drunk and you'll kill yourself dead"
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We begin to argue, bad words were said
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Then he got kicked out by some longhaired dread
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Ran into the car as if, in a hurry
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He started the car but his vision was blurry
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He didn't care, he drove off into the night
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Riding for miles, without his headlights
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Georgie Porgie had too much on his mind
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He was still young yet running out of time
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Last week he took tests as the doctor told him
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George had cancer in his lungs and his colon
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See when he was young, he started smokin
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Paid no attention when he started chokin
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Thoughts flashed through his head, there they stuck
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Till Georgie Porgie, crashed into a truck
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I wished I woulda told him how I liked him so much
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How he made me feel with the slightest touch
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Now he's gone and I can't tell him nothin
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Wish he was here so I could say somethin
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The story is not to say that I'm in sorrow
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Just to say no one is promise tomorrow
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If you love someone you should say it often
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You never know when they'll be layin in a coffin
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Wake up, it's important that you know that
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No one on Earth is promised tomorrow..
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Believe that! And don't think that it can't happen to you
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (2X)
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"Can it be I've stayed away too long" (4X)
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"Kissed the girls and made them cry" (2X)
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Poor Georgie
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MC Lyte |