Poor George

Poor George, poor George Can't help he was born a King Poor George, poor George She said she wanted everything I'll show you mine, if you show me yours Look what you made me do Poor George, poor George He's going blind to watch you lose Takes a drag through the hole in his neck He's a Marlboro man Daddy said we could ride forever What's the back-up plan? Poor George They turn the light on, and it's burning up the sky Poor George You can kill him, but you'll never kill his pride Poor George Poor George Poor George Momma taught him right from wrong How to love and how to talk Poor George, poor George Never learned how to stop When you're a star, they let you do it Don't ask me how It's quiet in the dressing room The women all got loud Poor George There's something 'bout him that I never really liked Poor George He's growing up before your very fucking eyes Poor George You can kill him, but you'll never kill his pride Poor George Poor George Oh, George Beating his chest from the top of the Empire Leading lady caught up in the gunfire I'ma climb till they shoot me down Guns drawn, choppers off the ground Poor George I wanna love you, but now everything's a crime Poor George Take my money, but you can't take me alive Poor George He's growing up before your very fucking eyes Poor George Poor George George No, George!!! Please George!!! No, oh George!!! Poor George