Well it was the summer that Pulp Fiction played in the movie theatres and
It was the summer I was afraid to ask you out!
You told me to meet you when I'm sure I heard your mother scream:

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Well I should 'a taken that as a clue and thought of the wisest words that I knew,
But I forgot everything when I saw you, when I saw you, when I saw you and I saw YOU!
You told me to meet you out there on the street when I'm sure I heard your mother scream:

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Bridge:
My best friend asked you to the Prom and oh my God you said, "yeah."
Then you showed me the corsage with the baby's breath.
And you had the gall to tell me you and I could go run away.
Or you'd go back to my best friend if only I'd tell you what to say.
Well that's not okay!

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Well I've never done such a thing to a friend
and I didn't intend to then.
So I said go on and do whatchyou think is right
and you disappeared that very night.
And ever since I've been alone along empty streets, empty streets; looking for any old reason to kick 'a shoes, to kick 'a shoes
right off 'a my... f-f-f-f-f-feet!

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! Georgia! George!
Whatchya doing to me?

Oh!