Lyrics:
G.I.s dressed with automatic rifles and fully armed for battle, fanned out on maneuvers through the woods, backed up by a dozen Blackhawk attack
girls
It was all a dream, GQ magazines
Hit the Billboard, throwin' up the 2 when the big G
Young world, young world
Make way for the new progressive
my attention
How good im looking theres no need to mention
Get on the flight make sure that its tight
Just give me the night girl im George Benson
every asset
Ass set up so perfect take my last breath
You got a hand on my heart like I'm coming Elizabeth
That's the big one make me wanna spend some
McCann to Donald Byrd
Joe Farrell up this rock, George Benson and Hancock,
Make White Rabbits, Grover Washington Mister Magic,
Some Control with Ms Janet,
King George's men came marching
Up to the old inn door
They said no word to the landlord
They drank his ale instead
But they gagged his daughter
the studio
To be co-produced by George Martin and Jeff Lynne
And Ringo disappointed to find that no one
Needs him anymore except for the vibe
Because he's been
and a set of morals
I make up for in metaphors like a cosmetic store
Stegosaurus
Chuck Norris with a thesaurus
Yes of course, I mess up once
You want
a gypsy's ribbon, looping the purple moor
A red-coat troop came marching
Marching, marching
King George's men came marching up to the old inn-door
They said
have someone who love us
Pray we make it home
Say his name George Floyd
Quarantined paranoid
That 2020 void
We live in
Should be destroyed
They
there ain't nothin' like a first time feelin'
Wrapped up there in a blanket, nervous kiss, hands were shakin'
Yeah we knew we were getting into, there
slidin' over by my side
Been waiting on that all night kiss
I did it for the girl
I dialed her up some more George Strait
Me and old George sang
thing come George Benson
Per te è solo un gioco... Non mi fermerà
E tutto quest' odio... Non mi fermerà
Tu che lasci un vuoto... Non mi fermerà
Lascio le
it
Takin' their chances didn't know of his bad habits
A two timin' cheat and quick to make up a lie
Just to be kissin' the girls and makin' 'em cry
And strange up here
No change up here
Forever
How still it is
How odd it is
And God, it is
So hot
I like the one in the light hat
Hello, George
King George's men came marching
Up to the old inn door
They said no word to the landlord
They drank his ale instead
But they gagged his daughter
on his luck.
There's a need in the greedy and he's got to give it up.
To be a winner
Chorus (George Clinton)
There's a party, and we're all invited.
Not
don't tell me
Little bro got arrested for a felly
I clean George in the sink
Hold him, down make him blink
Eat some porridge, sip a drink
I mold his
around you holding you tight
And ill be by your side till the day I die and then some
I'll kiss you when you cry and tell you look pretty
Hop in my truck
there's no exception
I'll tell an interviewer next question
That way I have to deal with less tension
More time for listening to George Benson
I throw
broaden horizons but yall niggas too liberal
Catching cases causing chaos cuz its critical
Make it major benson winifred payne not minimal
Mark my words, my
Debbie, gonna make him do-si-do
Turn him black and white and red all over like a Oreo
Depop, fold him up and send him out to Borneo
I'm turning red, I'm
marching,
Marching, marching
King George's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But
because I'm being you every week
(by the way it seem that everybody...)
I grit my teeth and bare it (you know this judge? he carries a grudge!)
Just
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