Hot George — текст песни (Marc Bolan and T. Rex)

You sound a little crazy
But it could be the heat
I`m roasted like a chestnut
By the fire of your feet
Your body is a furnace
Your love is the coal
So won`t you tame your man
Hot George

Now Georgie was a female
As females go
She moved fast like a jaguar
Melting all like snow
She was a foxy heater
Rotating like the sun
So won`t you tame yor man
Hot George

Pavlovian he said "Lo" [**unsure about this line]
He was a bronzed style punk
He drank up the rainbow
To get his skull drunk
He laid by the mission bell
To keep his guns all creamed
Why don`t you understand?
Hot George

Why don`t you understand?
Hot George

Why don`t you understand?
Hot George

G-g-g-Georgie
G-g-g-Georgie