Sweet Georgia Brown (1966 Studio)

No gal made, has got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet but, oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie, not much It's been said that she knocks 'em dead When she lands in town Since she came, why it's a shame How she cools 'em down Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met Georgia claimed her Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown No gal made and he's got a shade on sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet but, oh so neat, has sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna die for sweet Georgia Brown I'll tell you just why, you know I don't lie, not much It's been said, she knocks 'em dead When she lands in town Since she came, why it's a shame How she cools 'em down! Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met Georgia claimed her Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown No gal, not a gal got a shade like Georgia Brown Two feet, so sweet, sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh and wanna die For the gal called Georgia Brown Listen 'til I tell ya Let me tell ya why, you know I don't lie Follows tips, the border swifts to sweet Georgia Brown They buy clothes at fashion shows with one dollar down Fellers she can't get are fellers she ain't met But, oh boy, tiff you had to row joy, she's a catch She's no gal, got a shade on sweet She's got two left feet but, oh, so neat She's got money and clothes and diamonds too There's just nothing that gal can't do She's got the guys all hangin' around How she really cools 'em down Georgia claimed her Georgia named her Sweet Georgia Brown Georgia claimed her Georgia named her That's the old Georgia Brown