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In these days of changing ways |
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so called liberated days |
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a story comes to mind of a friend of mine |
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Georgie boy was gay I guess |
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nothin' more or nothin' less |
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the kindest guy I ever knew |
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His mother's tears fell in vain |
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the afternoon George tried to explain |
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that he needed love like all the rest |
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Pa said there must be a mistake |
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how can my son not be straight |
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after all I've said and done for him |
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Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus |
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cast out by the ones he loves |
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A victim of these gay days it seems |
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Georgie went to New York town |
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where he quickly settled down |
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and soon became the toast of the great white way |
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Accepted by Manhattan's elite |
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in all the places that were chic |
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No party was complete without George |
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Along the boulevards he'd cruise |
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and all the old queens blew a fuse |
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Everybody loved Georgie boy |
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The last time I saw George alive |
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was in the summer of seventy-five |
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he said he was in love I said I'm pleased |
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George attended the opening night |
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of another Broadway hype |
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but split before the final curtain fell |
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Deciding to take a short cut home |
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arm in arm they meant no wrong |
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A gentle breeze blew down Fifth Avenue |
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Out of a darkened side street came |
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a New Jersey gang with just one aim |
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to roll some innocent passer-by |
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There ensued a fearful fight |
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screams rang out in the night |
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Georgie's head hit a sidewalk cornerstone |
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A leather kid, a switchblade knife |
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He did not intend to take his life |
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He just pushed his luck a little too far that night |
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The sight of blood dispersed the gang |
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A crowd gathered, the police came |
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An ambulance screamed to a halt on Fifty-third and Third |
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Georgie's life ended there |
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but I ask who really cares |
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George once said to me and I quote |
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He said 'Never wait or hesitate |
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Get in kid, before it's too late |
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You may never get another chance |
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'Cos youth a mask but it don't last |
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live it long and live it fast' |
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Georgie was a friend of mine |
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away |
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Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away |
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Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
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Oh Georgie stay, don't go away |
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Georgie, Georgie please stay you take our breath away |
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Oh Georgie stay |
