Oh, Gee, Georgie!

Georgie Porgie is a guy
 Who is very bashful and so shy
 The ladies prize him
 They idolize him
 You can find him almost anywhere
 In a great big cozy Maurice chair
 I be looking at the ceiling
 While some girlie is appealing
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Whenever I'm with you
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 I don't know what to do
 You never tease or hug or squeeze
 Like Johnny or Joe
 You look at me and then, oh gee
 I get so, I don't know
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 What can it be?
 When you're around I get so excited
 You're not handsome like a statue
 But each time that I look at you
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Oh, gee
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Whenever I'm with you
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 I don't know what to do
 You talk to me of poetry
 And music and art
 But you're not here for that my dear
 I wish you'd start, have a heart
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 What can it be?
 When you're around I get so excited
 When you're near me
 How you thrill me
 You either gotta kiss or kill me
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Oh, gee
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 What can it be?
 When you're around I am so delighted
 My head should be just where your chest is
 Kiss me hot lips, I'm asbestos
 Oh, gee, Georgie
 Oh, gee