Jackie Greene - Georgia Lyrics

I met her down in New Orleans
She was hanging out a bit, having a drink or two
She bought a round, she sat on down and lit a cigarette
And said, "Boy, have you got a night ahead of you"

Well, maybe I was taken by the fancy way she walks
Maybe it was the perfume in her hair
Or maybe I just fell for her and the southern way she talks
Talk like she didnÂ''t have no cares

She said, "Call me Georgia, call me a bad, bad girlÂ"
Call me anything in the whole wide worldÂ"
Â"But don'Â't you call me Â'babyÂ', 'cause I ainÂ''t your girlÂ"
Â"Just call me Georgia and honey, I'Â'll rock yer world"Â"

She had a tattooed rose, she ainÂ''t afraid to show
Yeah, she drinks, she spits, she curses
Drives the wrong way, down the one way streets
She keeps a whiskey bottle by her bed and a pistol in her purse
And she can drive a strong man down to his beggin' knees

She said, "Call me Georgia, call me a bad, bad girlÂ"
Call me anything in the whole wide worldÂ"
Â"But don'Â't you call me Â'babyÂ', 'cause I ainÂ''t your girlÂ"
Â"Just call me Georgia and honey, I'Â'll rock yer world"Â"

I see her around sometimes, sheÂ''s a hanging out a bit
Having a drink or two or three or four
She starts that walkin'Â', that smooth southern drawl
And she hooks herself a more recent kind of fool