Georgia - Jackie Greene

Georgia - Jackie Greene (杰基·格林)
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 didn’t have no cares
She said: “call me Georgia call me a bad bad girl”
“call me anything in the whole wide world”
“but don’t you call me ‘baby’ cause I ain’t your girl”
“just call me Georgia and honey I’ll rock yer world”
She had a tattooed rose she ain’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 girl”
“call me anything in the whole wide world”
“but don’t you call me ‘baby’ cause I ain’t your girl”
“just call me Georgia and honey I’ll rock yer world”
I see her around sometimes she’s
A hanging out a bit
Having a drink or two
She starts that walkin’ that smooth southern drawl
And she hooks herself a more recent kind of fool
She said: “call me Georgia call me a bad bad girl”
“call me anything in the whole wide world”
“but don’t you call me ‘baby’ cause I ain’t your girl”
“just call me Georgia and honey I’ll rock yer world”