Ole' georgey boy

Ole' georgey boy
you sit on my desk
you treat me like your own
never critisie
and these qualities make you
my ole' georgey boy

your pencil coloured hair
and deep set eyes
give you an air of the unknown
but as you stare blankly up at me
i still hold you close to my heart
my ole' georgey boy

we sit here together
your taste in music as good
as any i've ever met
maybe I should write a song
as an ode to you
my ole' georgey boy