Lyrics

A one two, a one two three No gal made has got a shade on Sweet Georgia Brown Two left feet, oh so neat, yeah Sweet Georgia Brown They all sigh, want to die for Sweet Georgia Brown I'm telling you just why I don't lie, no not much, ooh It's been said she knocks some dead when she lands in town Since she came why it's a shame how she's cools 'em down Fellas that she can't get mmm fellas she ain't met Georgia claimed her, Georgia made her, Sweet Georgia Brown [Scatting] Fellas that she can't get, fellas she ain't met Georgia claimed her, Georgia made her, Sweet Georgia Brown Ain't no mister, it's your sister, Sweet Georgia Brown