Brotherhood of Man
Brotherhood of Man - Sweet Lady From Georgia songtekst
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Walking to a motel dinner Look around to find the place But the room was mad and crowded Then I saw an empty space Sitting down across the table Looking to a friendly face Starting up I make things hotter Then we move into my place Sweet lady from Georgia Oh, now what a shame Sweet lady from Georgia And I didn't even know her name Driving down the dusted highway Couldn't get her off my mind Didn't even get her number So we could meet another time Sweet lady from Georgia Oh, now what a shame Sweet lady from Georgia And I didn't even know her name